What dreams may come…

Life has gone somewhere
Imagine the path
Leading to sleep
And rising
What dreams may come?
Prayers to game gods
Upon rising in the morning
The day light shines
The soul lingers
To the new day
A treasure again found
We are products
Of our minds
Wishes fade compared
To the starkness of reality
What dreams may come?
Pray to your game gods
The salvation of your vain soul

The game continues
The god watches
Upon illusions
Life has gone wrong
Darkness surrounds the wakeful
The brave never give up
Sometimes when you win
You lose
What dreams may come?
Life goes on one after the other
Never ceases to find soul mates
What dreams may come?
It dwells in the recesses of your soul
In dark
Or day