its so easy to dream. each dream weaving into another, tripping and falling, bubbling and coursing like a waterfall.

its so easy for these dreams to break, fragile and brittle as they are, they are always bound to break.

what is difficult is, to live with the shards of dreams pricking at your eyes when you sleep, the pain of wounded dreams hitting at your ribcage everytime you breathe ...

how do you erase these dreams? how do you create hopelessness for the rest of your life? how to remove the past that shrouds over your present and future? How to let go and move on, how to sleep a night without tossing and turning and blaming and accusing and regretting ....

I am but a mere mortal, but sometimes, the deep sleep of Vodka helps.