Guess I was there again
There at a point were it got too much to take again
Now I’m standing here with tears in my eyes
Ready to escape the heartache and my tortured mind
Escape to find what I’m looking for
What I’m looking for is not here…
It’s only there in my dreams
My dreams are my saviour in my dark days
Now I start walking
Walking away to find my dreams
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem