Scattered Dreams

There is a place inside my soul,
A coven of thoughts that are only for you,
Thoughts that bring peace to an ongoing war,
But how can I know if these thoughts are true.

I long and pray for it to be so,
I've been hurt so many times,
My heart has been smashed by those of the past,
The guillotines dropped on this heart of mine,

But I see a glimmer of hope on the horizon,
For I have faith in what I do not see,
But what I feel is golden and pure,
Please tell me this isn't a dream.

For your words bring pleasure,
On the darkest of days,
And you bring me comfort,
In so many ways.

Just tell me I'm not dreaming,
Tell me this is something real,
I still don't know whether to trust,
All these things that I feel.