The Rhythm

The rhythm is mixing around..

The Piano

The piano plays..

The soft rhythm slowly appears in my mind..

The second world of me enters..

appears in front of the piano..

touches it..

listen..

The music that slowly touches my heart..

Slowly makes me weak..

Slowly..

the tears of sorrow..

appears again..

slowly..

and slowly..

the realistic of me..

disappears.

Why?

Today..

when i wake up..

I realize that i had a weird dream..

another sleepless night.

quite a while i didn't update my blog..

well.. didn't know why today have the mood..

the first sentence that popped out in my mind..

I don't want to dream anymore..

can I sleep in peace?..

I'm having almost the same dream repeat and repeating again..

i wish there's a "stop" mode for me to press..

past tense..

but still continuous tense..