Something A Little Irregular

This is something COMPLETELY new. Like the last one, this is kind of an experiment. First of all, this is the first thing ive written here that didnt come from my little blue notebook. It will probably make its way in later though.

OK. The idea of this one came from one of those really screwed up dreams that A: You cant remember anything about but you steel feel kinda strange when you wake up. Or B: You remember but you dont know why you felt the way you did. Well here we go

Heartbreak At Dawn

The sun shines.

And the starlight dies.

You open your eyes anew

You cannot remeber the night's dreaming world.

An emotion unknown

A memory forgotten

Like muddy watters you cannot see,

you cannot remeber the moments.

You feel a little lost

You feel somewhat scared

You try to piece the puzzle togeather

An impossable task, for memories black

Only a dream, after the fact.

Is it possable

to fall in love,

with a stranger in a dream?

Does that stranger

Cry and die

Att he end of every nights dream?

A world full of mytery

A world full of magic

Destroyed when the sun beholds its light

Is it wrong to stay?

Is it so hard to ask,

To stay and dream for dreams?

They wait for you

nevery night

As you return to the world you left

Maybe you will see,

See the dream's first love

And mend the morning's heart.

Who takes the dream,

And the memories of events past?

Are they so joyfull that you cannot handle it?

Or do they hurt so much, that your soul cannot bear it?