Nightmares tell me it's coming soon
My daydreams tell me it's all non-sense.
But all the while
My mind is wondering
Which is right..?
My nightmare's warnings...
Or my daydream insight?
Could it be the end of the world
Or could it be the end of MY world?
Will I find out what is to come,
Or will I be left to
Play sharades...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem