Lullaby for the dead dreams.

Where do the dead dreams go?

Do they vanish until they are no longer remembered?

Tonight I’m not alone,

tonight I brought all of my dying dreams,

they have  to see the dark sky of the night.

I will make true their final will.

I wanted to play a requiem for them.

Instead I played a lullaby,

So they feel they are going to sleep.

We all know they wont.

I release them

Peacefully, the moving clouds will take them away.

Wishing they vanish as clouds do,

Beautifully.

I keep silent as something is lost.

But it’s not.