• Where are our heroes when we need them?

    Where are our hopes going?

    Where is life taking us?

    Why can't we just face anything?

    Maybe it's all just a dream,

    Maybe we won't realize until it's too late,

    When we've woken up and lost everything good we had for such a short period of time,

    Even though it was an eternity.

    Just like a dream,

    We can have every special thing we ever wanted,

    In a dream, that is.

    Sometimes dreams can be recovered, but not completely,

    And not at all most times...

    Worries bring down people whom don't understand the concept fully.

    When we wake up, what if this dream is recovered?

    What if we realise that all the good we have right now is gone?

    All because of a good dream...



    We're due for an apocolypse...