It is just a dream, a passing moment in my fading time-
Holding on with raw fingers to the hope of just being
a part of everything coincidental and sublime.
Profoundly searching for the eluding answer,
for the peace within-
It is just a dream but eating my soul like a cancer,
tearing my heart with tantalizing possibilities
of such beauty to hold and adore,
giving in to an instant engorged with liabilities
that I prefer to ignore.
It is just a dream and nothing more.