Dreamland

Here's another one for you (i finally got my math notebook back from Christmas vacation!)


The lock is broken.
I am not waiting anymore.
Because the thing that I was waiting for has come.
I now live in an alternative dreamworld,
Where nothing is impossible and you float.
That is until...he is gone.
Then the world jumps from Dreamland,
to a world of greed and angry stares and dissaproving snares.
A world of wait.
My eyes wander away from this evil world and I slip away to a different Dreamland.
This one is far less bright.
It is cold, and blank, and lifeless.
The only thing that dwells there is me and the feeling of wait.
There is a sun but no warmth.
And then he returns.
The sun's back.