Keep dreaming they say.
But if I do, I will never wake up.
But when I do, they are sometimes forgotten.
YOU ARE READING
The Open Canvas [Poetry]
PoetryThe canvas is now open It is saturated with the remnants of my emotions and thoughts The canvas is englufed with the flames that burns throughout my mind Leaving the ashes behind The ashes that have now been used to paint the words left unsaid Some...
Dreams
Keep dreaming they say.
But if I do, I will never wake up.
But when I do, they are sometimes forgotten.
![The Open Canvas [Poetry]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/138729227-64-k624611.jpg)