DREAMING

             As I lay myself down on my bed, I contemplate on the things that went wrong along my way. Suddenly things start pouring in and I start to realize that at this point, my life is a mess. I think of ways to straighten things up. But I don’t even know where to begin. My mind is torn into a thousand pieces. Each piece is scattered on it. I’ve got no idea where to start picking the pieces up to make my mind think whole again.

 

            I’m getting tired from picking the pieces up. Slowly I fall down to sleep. Deep slumber I get into. I start dreaming about good things. In my dream I see a happy me, me who’s so carefree and at peace and all that. In my dream old, good memories start to flash back in my mind. Old memories which were full of fun, old memories that I wish I can go back to. How I wish I would never wake up from my dream.

 

            But the sun’s beginning to rise already. Another day is up for me to face. Another day is set for me to get through. Time again to face the things which haunts me in my hours of being awake. Time again to start picking up the pieces. But I can’t wait for that time when I can lay myself down on my bed and start dreaming and that’s when I’d be real happy again.  

4 October 2001