Sometimes just rewriting
Is simply so inviting,
Illusion is solulution
No matter the conclusion,
Dreams we make now all accepted
No need to be rejected.
In our sleep it is no choice
But our wake dreams are our voice.
No need for vengeance against some
When in your mind you’ve already won.
Write your own story, your own world,
Make your living dreams unfurled,
A simple notion
Requires that you have devotion
To yourself alone, then you’ll find the home
You never knew existed
But let go and you’ll easily miss it.