A ray of hope

Butterflies were laughing, dancing with the light, gentle wind caressing, swirling in delight. An enchanted garden, straight out of a dream and a handful sun-kissed strawberries with cream.

Shy smile turned into a beam, sparkle lit the eyes and the heart was blooming, melting down the ice. Then the dark took over, chasing all away… But maybe it was never meant to be that way…

Why is waking from a dream so awfully hard? And how is it a dream, if felt so real from the very start? A heart is shattered, bleeding on the ground, silent tears escaping, lips won’t make a sound.

Haunted shadows hunting any laughs and colours. A single hope yet cherished through the gloomy hours… A ray of light would shine to bring about the day. For maybe it was never meant to be that way…