I’m perpetually starving for something I can’t describe yet I know it’s within my reach. By the time I can recognize your face in my dreams, I hope that it could mean the long-awaited oracles is finally showing itself to me. Perhaps my nightmares were my daydreams, and whatever it is I’m shutting my eyes to could be the answer. So next time, don’t wake me up when I cry in my sleep. I am searching for the light.
