RANDOM THOUGHTS

My dreams disappear,

once the morning wakes me.

The nights are soothing,

compared to the frenetic life.

Once I sleep,

It feels as if I had died,

maybe that is why I'm so sad,

once I wake back to being alive.

I just want to keep a slow pace,

while everyone is in a hurry to get to no place.

The runs blends the rainbow all together, 

until it's all just white.

I just want to enjoy the nights,

before there is no more life.

All the anger, all the hate,

it does nothing great,

I just wished we could all learn how to be afraid,

afraid, of losing our last days.