Dreams Are Like Ghosts

Dreams are like ghosts,
Presenting themselves in the dark
Yet never really there,
They send you running and screaming
Shaking and crying
Wishing you had never seen them
Even when deep down you knew they were fake.
Dreams are like ghosts,
They have the ability to pick you up
And help you rise from your darkest hour,
They fill you with joy and hope
Peace and love,
Plastering a smile on your face
Despite a tiny voice in your head
Saying it was all an illusion.
Either way,
Have them be good or bad
Uplifting or discouraging
It was just a semblance of something not really there
Meant to send you spinning in useless circles.