Wake up... Wake up... Wake up.... . My eyes open wide as I wake, panting, some say that dreams have deeper meaning.. That they are cries from our subconscious..
As the water drips from the sky,. I start to wonder if I'm still alive. Then I have to find an answer.. Could it be that it was a dream,. And I'm still beside her?.
Stay to the path. Trust only your faith, to falter is to hasten your doom. I dare not say my hope is slipping away. Such gleaming fangs mock the gilded gates.