A poets dreams are heard by the wind
tears of pain stream from the face...

Now i lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord my soul to keep...

My dreams have gone
And terror has come to stay...

I had a dream
In the mid of the night...

Voices whisper
Deep in my ears...

Sadness burning inside me,
Hell, I have returned...

It seems that fate
Has made a way...

Can't stop pretending living in my own fantasy of...

Hold the broken heart in your hand, shelter it...
Cover the ears of the innocent...

( this is something i wrote and something i am...
Alone in the dark sadness, sobbing becomes...