Illusions shatter,
dreams do come to an end,
life departs and begins the journey of death.
When suddenly death lets loose
and breath gets a chance again.
This is how the good
and the bad come to an end.
The day feels incomplete,
and night feels empty
and the moon cries out
“where are you?”.
I am left alone in the wilds
to find my own way.
All loose hold on me
and I go astray.
Hold me and get me back to control,
Snatch my heart from getting cold.
The dark blue sky
and the light blue stars,
interest my wandering mind
and I find myself flying.
Why is it that
when chains of life are open,
you long for the shackles?
Sleep! Oh! Sleep!
I beg you to take over
and let my body and soul rest in your arms
like they once rested.
Come in my dreams
but be prepared to be broken,
coz… I have realized…
Illusions shatter… and dreams do come to an end…
