A Dream I Had
i had a dream once
i didn't understand it
nobody i knew did either
whats the point
of having dreams
if theres no meaning
i heard once that
dreams are food
food for the soul
if i never remember
has my soul been fed
dreaming comes to us
we can't force it
it just happens
maybe our souls only
consume what they need
is it possible
my soul aches too much to feed
i dont dream much
when i do i can only
recall sketchy details
fragments of the imagination
as if there was too much pain
to consume an entire meal
my soul must be lacking something
if i knew what it was
i'd fix it
sometimes i wonder
what lies so deep
beneath the surface
of people
are we just sheep
or is there more
we all have
fears
doubts
dreams
hopes
wishes
it is possible
just possible
that the fears and doubts
overshadow the rest
when anything is possible
why should we fear
dreams are not real
but maybe sometimes
they just
strike a chord
making our souls cry out
and forcing us to remember
what it was
we dreamt about


Penned by my hand on the 12th of Miraman, in the year 420 AF.