Dreams change, I remember as a child they were all about toys and family sleep was an extended playtime for me filled with joy and laughter, we smiled
As the years pass, into my teens my dreams fuelled by rage, an age I felt out of place anger filled my mind, injustice at the hurt id had to face they told of the bullies and fears, I wanted escape by any means
As a young adult I dreamt of her, she who made me smile the girl with punky hair, she would visit at night she would take me away, on adventures far and wide, a beautiful sight she was a vision, every time i closed my eyes, the perfect profile
Then my dreams turned dark, the girl left my heart the monsters took over, they brought their loathing, self doubt crept over like a black fog, mind soured, I was nothing as the dreams shredded my self, tears drenched my cheeks, was falling apart
In my dreams I fought a deadly battle as in life I was spared, took on my demons in time they became just distant moans, I won started to rebuild, a life less fragile
Dreams change, now I dream of the things I want I let myself tell the stories, let happy thoughts flow let my voice be heard over the murmur below no longer let the monsters taunt
My dreams not only for me My dreams of a life id like to see My dreams of happiness, joy an increase in peace My dreams will come in time, walk out of the darkness, a release
Thanks for the comments. My work can seem a tad dark but it is always written with a view to getting through these struggles. A touch of lightness to show that you can always overcome your demons with time support and love, thank you
I love your writing BTW
I am glad your dreams are more peaceful now, Kyle. Has to do with the new lease on your attitude? You seem more positive
Wow. That is deep. But yes. They change. I am glad you left the monsters behind.
A good progression... into the depths and back out again...