The further of my dream
Is chasing me...
Transforming into reality.
But now, staying with my open eyes
I could dream the further

I'm losing contact with my outside ration
Not having idea of what's next, not having any reaction...
But leaning "in my dreams".
There's nothing worth a happen,
There's nothing out to say...
But further more... it's just...

The shadow of a dream;

~I wrote this poem because I feel like my reality is a kind of dream from which I couldn't get up... I cannot find the streigth to do what is a "should do"...yet :)...