They lay lifeless & cold in the dark. I don’t have the strength to awaken them. Hell,I don’t even recognize them. I’m looking at dark images. Is it time again for fresh new dreams? What do I want,need,desire,wish for? Am I even ready for big bold beautiful dreams? Whatever would I,could I do with them? All I want to do is sleep. I am weak. I nearly died. Let me rest. I’m not ready to chase dreams…impossible dreams.