The Dream Approaches

September beckons as time continues its headlong charge


As always.


Dreams begin but will I change it to reality as I myself so charged?


As always.


Smiles, hugs, greetings, shoulder pats and handshakes, but why do I dread these cold sheets at night?


By myself I cry,
As always.


Vision fogs and I plead for my support pillar to guide me through this wet fog. Echoes I hear.


As always.


End September,
end the partings,
end the searching,
end the loneliness,
end the coming of age,
end the longing,
end the heartache,
end the fear.


End not, however, living the life.

As ever.


Wake me up when September ends.

As reborn.


- Sam Png©


Can't sleep this Sunday night and I have to admit, this .... thing above has been bumping around in my head noisily for quite some time now. So, hopefully I've now exorcised it out of my system. Pretty obvious what I'm writing about.

Oh yeah, credit must of course go to Green Day, their song did inspire this (in a way lah, it was more of my current situation/circumstance) after all.