There was a dream

There was this dream that
kept my eyes from opening
when I felt the morning
robing my sleep with light.

There was a dream that
made me sing throughout all
look lighter into the day
forget and remember.

Yet I can not recollect
this cleansing dream
so the lightness left!

Leaving no track
of what it might have been.
Got no answer nor smile.

10 things I hate about me

1 - I hate the way I fall
     for no reason at all.
2 - I hate the way my breath
     is taken so easily.
3 - I hate the sound of tears
     that keep rolling free.
4 - I hate my easy smile
     that moves all but the one.
5 - I hate how I can write
     so better than my tongue.
6 - I hate how my style
     is understood by none.
7 - I hate as you look at me
     the way I can mean nothing.
8 - I hate that I could die,
     and nothing'd be left behind.
9 - I hate that time,
     could be taken from me,
     and I wouldn't feel cheated
     or blame.
10 - But above all I hate hatting,
     especially myself,
     because it makes me
     live meaninglessly.

Smile

Hell!
Not made of fire or ice,
it is made of dirt
And burns only once in a while!

Heaven!
Is not made of clouds or water,
it lies in the heart of those
who see it on Earth.

So smile!
And life will shine to you as heaven.

Or shout!
And feel you're in hell.

(from when I was 18)