When night screams in the dark,
and sleep seems like a stranger,
onto a voyage of thoughts I embark.
Onto lands of hope, desire mixed with danger,
shipped across by memories of past
and love supporting like a mast,
amidst seas of doubt harsh and deep.
Distant lands that in it do treasures keep
promises of treasures does it keep,
treasures of moments and joys to be found.
Sailing on, awaiting the shore…
Till sleep is a stranger, no more.