Where Do Dreams Go


Dreams are just dreams although it seems
that dreams will come true
remember you are only dreaming
until the dream comes alive through you
so where do dreams go after
that all so surreal show
like the melting snow they
disappear holding on
to that very strong creative atmosphere
that surrounds you
like a whirlwind that's moving fast
but really is going nowhere
only to be consumed by a storm
that never had a form
just light thunderstorms and rains
but made no significant gains creating a mess
of all sorts of garbage and trash sounding
off warning signals like its gearing up
for tomorrows big blast there goes the dream
flowing slowly down a stream of
self-made tears wondering why throughout
all these years I wasn't born therefore I couldn't be lived
what was the purpose of my pre-set thrill
could it be they didn't believe in the dream
inside of the dream although it seems
that dreams will come true remember you
are only dreaming,until the dream comes alive through you

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