I wish I could take off today

I wish I could take off today, to somewhere far,
To old days,
And once again call my family, my old mates and my friends,
And anybody else who I lost when I was dueling with my dreams and wishes,
How much I missed old days
Every step of it, every minute, every second,
And the remained is regret and a shadow in darkness which is fading little by little
I missed old days,
Days that no one was waiting for me in my dreams,
And I was not waiting for anybody to come
I was an angle, a free one, free for fly
Fly to wherever I want
To the top of the mountains
Mountains of my dreams
Standing there and building my wishes,
Nights and nights and nights, strange and long
I wish I could take off today,
Take off to old days,
Just one more time to the top of my dreams
This time I will build my wishes sweeter
How wonderful life is
When I stand there
I missed old days,
When I was the man of my decision,
Decision to climb,
Climbing the mountains,
From bottom to the top,
And when I was up there,
Looking down and watching myself, my path, my growth,
It was an easy path, sweet dreams and wonderful destiny
I was the man of my decision,
I was the man of every moment,
Just decision was needed, just moment was required,
And on a very top, I was alone but not lonely,
How great was to be on the top,
I missed old days
The days of standing on top,
Top of mountains,
Building my dreams
Nights and nights and nights

I wish I could take off today
This time, to that valley with creeks and greens in between,
Surrounded by mountains and rocks
And the sun which is coming down on horizon,
Red, orange, purple, yellow, green, blue and blue and blue and ...
I can see the color,
I can smell the grass,
I can feel the chilly air passing ove my face,
How high is this mountain
How hard is that rock
I am there …

And now it is getting dark, like it has never been light,
Sky on top, bottom, left, right,
Rains of stars, hopes, wishes
And there is a planet underneath,
I am standing on it
I am stock to it
I feel weight,
I am tired of it,
I want freedom,
I want to fly
…
I have to get that dream again, the dream of fly,
Now that it is back again, I have to get it
But this time
I am too heavy for another fly
My doctor says I have to lose weight,
But the truth is I have to gain wings,
The wings that I lost when I was dueling my dreams,



Get back to reality, no wings, no fly, no dream, no wishes and no top
Wake Up!
…
…
I am!
…Sometimes,
Sometimes I feel guilty for all that happened in the past,
Looking back, I see it is all gone,
All hope, all energy, all opportunity,
Remained is regret,
Looking future, no hope, no horizon, …
If I was the man of past, I would be the man for future,
But I was not and I won’t be…
I was not looking for too much,…
Just wanted to stand high enough to see horizon
Just wanted to lead the boat of my life far from the land,
…
This is the end of story,
No smile waiting for me behind the door,
No huge, no helping hand, no daddy, no mommy, no mate
And this is the reality,
And sometimes in reality,
sometimes soon,
I will die,
And that dream will not be true
The dream of fly,
Fly to somewhere far,
But please give me a chance,
Give me a chance to have that dream,
I know the man,
The man who told that I am the man of my dreams
For the sake of that man,
Let me be the man of my last dreams,
The dream of a night,
The night that I sleep again for the last time,
And I will fly one more time while I am sleep,
And the fly is sweet
It is the fly I was waiting for
Fly to the end of my dream,
And it is so sweet, that I decide not to land again,
And I decide to believe that it is not a dream
It is the realty,
It is the fly to freedom,
I have always been up to this moment
But I always scared to go more
Scared of losing, losing that piece of land, the land underneath …
But this time I am decided
One more time I have given the wings
I won’t comeback again,
It might be my last opportunity, last chance
I might not have that dream again; I might not have the wings,
That dream might not be this much real again
I am flying …
And maybe this is the reality
This is the reality,
I am flying in realty,
This is real, this was real, …
How bad it is if somebody wake me up,
……… Silence ……

End of my story,


Next morning
Is the start of their story,
When they are looking for me in their “dreams”
They won’t find me
Just some broken and burned wings and bones,
which I lost when I was dueling with my dreams,
Just remained to show the paths
The path of fly,
The fly on the border of dreams and realty,