People of beautiful places, people, events, but there are times dreams alone hold no value.
Dreams first look like a bright light of hope but they can easily turn
into a long night of monastic thoughts.
Lost in such darkness we surrender our minds and forget who we are. There are some who have woken up and remind us that we
have a choice.
Stand not kneel.
Act not dream.
Live not just exist.
We've might made mistakes to people we love, all because of dreams surrounded by lies. Such lies we let so easily to decry us for our hearts were hungry. I am glad i managed to shatter these illusions long ago and said no to a reality i never chose.
I am glad that i've stopped feeding the demons within and i dared
to ask fate look the other side.