Hypnosis.

Time is ticking.
Life is passing.
Garden of your world.
(let it grow)

Now, listen to my voice.
Close your eyes.
Relax your mind.
Lay down your head.
Feel the beat of your heart.
Slowly. Slowly. Slowly.
Enter in a dream.
Change what you want there.
Believe in your every action.
It is real, for you.
It is flawless, for you.
It is magical, for you.
You are under a spell,
A spell made of words and relaxation
Made of wide meadows and happy memories.
Feel it inside, live it inside, be kind to yourself.
Travel wherever you want more.
Walk however you want more.
Cry, scream, put what makes you suffer out, put it all out.
Hold into the greatest hope.
Think about what you crave.
Meditation takes you away.
Fixation leaves you all alone.
Incantation makes you in mesmerism.
Instead of it, you keep following the tracks.
It is the truth, for you.
It is the life, for you.
It is the key, for you.
You are under hypnosis,
A hypnoses made of freedom and belief
Made of high mountains and smiling details.
Feel it here, live it here, success on the tip of your fingers.
Looking and seeing your destiny.
Forget the life you lived until now.
Forgive all and everything that is immersed in bitterness.
Understand what is before and within you.
Fate made of choices, desires and failures.
Made of what you really are.
Search for your own identity.
Trust in your own beauty.
Design your path, know your universe.
Let it shine.
Let it flow.
Let it finally be.
Let it wide.
Let it in the sea.
Let it go.

Now, you wake up.