(I wrote this when I was feeling pretty yucky one day.)

Dreams

She held them there in her hands; those dreams that were so dear

They comforted her; they gave her hope.

Once upon a time, she lived; The gentle wind made her laugh

The Sun was her constant friend; The moon was her masterful lover

Until the day, the day that it all changed; The clouds followed her

The rain came from above and below; Her heart flooded

Dread and fear became her companion; Emptiness filled her world

The ocean became dark; The sand was made of glass shards

On the horizon, there was a dim light; As she drew near, the glow brightened

She met the light with curiosity; The light welcomed her

She again held dreams in her hands; New dreams that were so dear

Their comfort filled her heart; They gave her hope to live once again