Going far away from this world into the land of dreams… it may sound strange to others, but when life becomes nothing but a collection of wounds, silent cries, and endless pain — that dreamland becomes the only escape.
It becomes a place where the heart finally rests, where no one shouts, no one leaves, and no one lies. A world where I’m not judged, not broken, not forgotten.
In dreams, I can breathe without the weight on my chest. I can smile without faking it. I can love without losing.
And the best part? In that world… everything happens the way I want. I’m not helpless. I’m not small. I’m not shattered.
Tell me, who wouldn't want to live in a place where the soul finally stops bleeding?
