dreams

hath thy dream be lossed
for we in the gallows think not
i do for i am believer of a dreaming
something far away, which may thy gods achieve
for me it is unknown
only sorrow for free
but for free has the advantage of getting better
the philosophers agree
even a man like Stanislavsky was around for free
yet no one knew
help me get back to the dreams I have
for not, I may fall into obsolete, purgatory, venom
am i absurd or do i not shed a tear like any other
may it be for me, or not
yet, as my readers, i hear no commotion
help me think for i am practically alone
in fear and dread and nothingness
can I see the light
will you let me find a way
a way out of this room
away out from this couch
a way, away, ways away
i crumble when i speak and i am told whath not to commence
the moment brings a glass
a fever, a pontoon
i could teach you what you wish to know
just ask as i glide down the boulevard
you may think i am crazy, hell so do i
it won`t stop me from gaining my goals
i look at my bedside and see the faces of dreams
the words of hopefulness
i can only read so much in a day
is that wrong
or is it so right that it draws contempt in  your heart
i am for free
for i am not there
i need to be me
to get out of here
unlock me oh lady of wrath
a god unknown in the ancient times
spare me your judgement

i will spare you my wisdom