Tear-stained pillows tell stories never told,
Grasping them tight in the dead of night.
A nightmare, a dream-
What's the difference?
The moon in the sky,
A light in the dark,
A symbol for hope.
A brand new start.
Life and death-
Opposites,
Yet so similar.
A dream, a wish.
A chance of love.
It results in remorse.
It's never the way you hope...
Hope has died.
Rest in peace.
