Fairytales

note-i wrote this thinking of the holocaust

Hiding in the morning mist,
Waiting to be found,
Dancing in the evening rain,
Dreams turn the world around.

When real life brings us horrers,
When evil shifts the mind,
When real life takes this long to heal,
Happiness is hard to find,

Hatreds taking over us,
So i fall asleep and dream,
I'd rather live in fairytales,
Than hear the voices scream.