To Dream

Dreams can be dangerous things,
They smoulder like a fire
Carrying hope in it's eternal flame
Or they can threaten to consume us entirely
In the tides of our discontent,
Enveloped in the vastness of the open sea
Forever changing and unchanging
For eternity.
As futile as life is without hope
It's existence can also cause great pain
In an unfulfilled promise,
And when our dreams of night
Spill into our days
They can fill us with overwhelming despair
When reality can't even compare.



"Without dreams there could be no despair."
-Neil Gaiman (Sandman)



Yours Sincerely,

One of the Ss