sometimes alone, I fall asleep and dream dreams deep and fine
and these dreams I can really define
my hopes and dreams all set apart
broken in body, but not in heart
and so I walk alone in the corners of my mind
I set along to see what I can find
sure, sometimes I break down
like a truck on it’s lonely way to town
I sit, and despair, my heart begins to rust
until I find someone I trust
and so I sit and dream my dreams
and some people think I’m loose at the seams
I dream and I can find
a way to escape this banal grind
sometimes I fall asleep in my bed
to help escape this fear I dread
every ache and pain lifts away
So I can feel free all day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem