Some dreams of the future consume the soul
Giving false hope
While some dreams of past events
Force the soul to give into the agony from long ago,
Permanently making reality seem cloudy
Drowning the mind deep into helpless longings.

And when the soul is not deeply unconscious,
The awakened body tries not to get consumed
By swirling clouds of fog
That tears apart the false smile,
Which is given to those in the present
And is meant to lie and say that past events are gone.

This heavy weight makes life uneventful,
So that tears filled with deep sorrow,
Don’t give the soul relief,
And instead, consume the mind in its waters,
Staining the false mask of happiness worn everyday,
Clouding it with anger and frustration,

And also making reality cloudy.
It is this deep blue mask that hope tries to lift.
Trying to tell the mind that struggles to change the past are not false,
And that the cage of old sins cannot keep the soul forever,
That the mind can’t keep on consuming itself with the past.
But the hypnotized soul fails to give in to the hope and lift its mask.

The mind believes it has nothing to give to the world,
Except the deep well of sins that have gathered from the past.
This well readily consumes happiness,
And reminds the soul of those past events
That have deeply influenced the present,
And will continue to make joy seem false in the future

The soul keeps its ears alert for opportunities to solve its false actions,
And forgive itself from its sins,
To release itself from the deep navy waters of the past,
Which looms like a cloud,
Over each and every daily event.
For a chance to stop consuming grief.

When the chance to end this consumption is near, the mind is given freedom
The false mask of happiness sheds away, and the clouds of grief float away.
Daily events are accepted readily, and the deep waters of the past finally drain away.