My heart needed new dreams, a peaceful big change, a new life.

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My heart needed new dreams, a peaceful big change, a new life.
Just when you thought the story is at an end, how lovely. A new era begun: I am slowly, beginning to delight again in living, my heart pouring out, and my dreams better.
In her dreams time would stop in a place of emptiness of every unfulfilled wish, and every unspoken word.
It is in our idleness in our dreams the submerged truth comes to the top. All these emotions lurking had unmistakably roused in my heart.
There's nobody here with me. I dread sleeping: my dreams are bitter and my face bathed in tears.
Former dreams end, he feared he would forget himself and no one would know him.
I did not know whether to resent my dreams; almost concealed behind an excess of emotion. I continued the length of the night: time stagnates here.