Hope for the hopeless, dreams for the dreamless

Dreams,
so far away and yet so close
so abstract but yet so clear
a lost trace of power and your last bit of love
they're dark and bright at the same fucking time
you know what you're doing and you know you'll be fine
but still you walk the way your dream leads you to

Dreams,
they always end when you wake up
hard to remember all the good stuff that happened
easy to recall the nightmares you've had
the whole day you spend trying to translate it
the truth is what you want to know
the lies are what you want to forget

Dreams,
are nothing more but visions of your inner self
they show you you're fine just the way you are
they keep you holding on
they get you back on track
they save you from the world outside

Dreams,
are everything to a person in pain
are the guide to people who've abandoned hope
but when you believe in them and believe in yourself
you will be able to keep dreaming with your eyes open.

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