in that place where dreams come true
in my heart I’ll walk with you

when storm clouds gather and threaten rain
and I fear I might never see the sun again
in my heart I’m safe with you

when the injustice of life leaves me in in sadness
and hopeless frustration drives me to madness
in my heart I’ll laugh with you

in that place where dreams come true
in my heart I’ll walk with you

when your at the point of letting go
I pray that you will always know
in my heart I have faith in you

if fate should send us separate ways
and we’re miles apart till the end of days
in my heart I’ll stay with you

in that place where dreams come true
in my heart I’ll walk with you

Is it really Happily Ever After
If it's when the story ends
Was it worth the stories heartbreak
Because in the end it mends

How many parts we play
Just to hide our hearts desire
How many sad farewells
Until our story will expire

When the last star falls
and the rainbows start to fade
whats left to give us hope
and grant the wishes that we've made

I still dream of you from time to time.
not the good dreams, the pleasant ones,
where you wake up after a restful night’s sleep
and can just barely hold on to the happiness leftover

when I dream of you I dream the dark ones
that wake you up in the middle of the night
falling from some imperceptible, nonexistent height
gasping for breath, grasping for life, drenched in cold sweat

even on nights I don’ t recall ever dreaming at all
a vague feeling of unease will settle over me midday
just when I am certain I have finally moved on, I realize
no matter how deep its buried the past is never gone

Poetry is like friendly advice
    everyone has something to share,
               but hardly anyone ever listens.

All the years and pages past
read only as a prologue,
the light of my soul finally strong enough
to burn away this dense fog.

As of late I’ve dreamed a dream
that I would never wake.
Only slumbering to pass the time
another step I could not take.

I let my soul sleep through darkness
while I learned how to fight.
It has woke within me now
to end this lonesome night.

The dream of survival fades
as wakeful reality takes its place.
In passing I’ve but heard of life,
now let me see its face.

Ill not let my story languish here
among its opening pages.
A story so grand it cannot not be fathomed
as the prologue marks the pages

there is nothing I could ever say
nor anything I could ever do
to spark the flame of passion
I long to see in you

its like we stand on different worlds
that just happen to share space
from altogether different times
that exist in the same place

I know you hear the words I speak
see the expressions that I make
but somehow all the love I give
falls lifeless in your wake

I can almost hear her laughter
Her face almost makes me smile
But I know our time together
Is just a sweet short while

All the music notes fall flat
The colors start to fade
There is nothing left but sadness
In the games that we once played

The sky keeps getting darker
I can’t seem to find the light
As I slowly forget the sunshine
All I am left with is the night

I am drowning in my sorrow  
As I lose my fight to be
And I am not sure if tomorrow
Will find anything left of me

a little piece of heaven
by a miracle made it here
and this little piece of heaven
to my heart I hold so dear

but I am not the only one
to love this heaven so
as does every other
tortured soul I know

i try so hard not to care
that my heaven I must share.

i just pray,
that some day
my heaven will abide with me
and forever there wish to stay.

Life is a game
that noone will want to play with you
if you go around pointing it out.