Dreams turn to visions
Streams of silence pour down
With dark stars falling from velvet skies
Fears embrace and pull deeper
Down down down
Like a faceless reaper
From a faded nightmare
You just cry louder
Than loud, so loud
But none can hear
Fading years of friendship turned to ashes
Ending one day, leaving a bleeding scar
And a thought it all was meaningless
All these 20 years, all this time
Dreams turn to visions
Tracks of tears upon grey face
And a childish hope living deep in heart
A hope for love
True and deep, real
Oh, so real
To breathe and live
To feel for the one
My heart beats for
Linlin's Poetry 