Looking through the sanctuary of my memories
Feeling tired from the soft sunlight
Glowing through the stained glass windows
And reliving all the daily things.

Searching for the place
Searching for the people
Searching for the meaning of it all

Maybe, its in my dreams.

Everything left scattered on the floor,
Falling asleep in simple silence
When everything is placed just right
And the people lye around me.
The same feeling as before.

No more thoughts
only dreams
Of memories
only dreams
And wasted time

Just closing eyes
no more straining
Calming breaths
no more worry
And feeling warm
no more days that feel so long

No more days that feel so long and disappear.

Only feelings that are real.