Dreams Are

Dreams are extraoridary

A realm where impossible becomes reality

A world where nothing holds back my desires

My wings take flight, and I soar through the night

I feel free, and inconquerable

Nothing can tell me I am wrong

Not even reality

Dreams are devistating

Sometimes, the thunderhead darkens

It brings lightning and downpours

And drowns me with its thunder

It clouds me heart

It breaks my mind

Makes me panic, and want nothing more

Than to come back to life

To break free from this horrific prision

Dreams are blissfull

Where all the raod blocks dissapear

Where my life is mine to control

Mine to evolve

Mine to love

Mine to be loved

Happiness blooms like flowers

And what I want most is mine to hold

And then I never want to wake up

Dreams are deceptive

And wayward

And sometimes, all we want

When you panic

And you just want to wake up

Before comming to cruel realization

That that's what's happening

For real

Unchangable

Undeniable truth

Dreams are our own

We have opinions

And fears

And desires

And a place we want to be

Dreams are our scapegoat

Our relief from the dangerous and unpredictable

Conditions in which we thrive

Its where we can be at peace

Or spun up in a panic

Dreams are unpredictably

Extraordinarilly

Devastatingly

Blissfully

Deceptivly

Our own

They make us what we are

Inspire us

Give us hope

And help us survive these catastrophic

Conditions

In which we thrive...

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