The world of dreams

sometimes the darkness outshines the light,

and the hardest person to live with is me,

some days every struggle turns into a fight

and i can only wonder what it all means



thoughts swirl around like a well shaken drink

moments of simplicity become too complex

one minute the worlds spins bright in your hand,

then it vanishes leaving you vexed



memories linger in the back of your mind

watching the sun slowly set in your dreams

nothing and everything blend in as one

and both are as real as they seem



time winds up the ribbon of road laid out

that the moon unfolded in beams

waking again your hands tremble cold

this is the story of dreams....

~d.d.