Literature
Beyond Dream
Beyond Dream
By: Purple Heart
When I sleep, my dreams, they fly and are carried on the wings of a bird. They take me anywhere and nowhere. They grant me a bird's-eye-view, but the meaning eludes me. Everything in them is so real, but for the ones that scare me, I know they never can be real. I never want to leave and I never want to let go. These dreams, I love, the feeling, of soaring, above the clouds, and beyond.