They keep my awake every night.
They know who I am,
My deepest secrets,
My greatest fears,
They mock me with the false sense of pleasure.
They know what I want,
Who I want ,
And all that I am willing to do to get what I want,
And they push me.
They take me to a place that is filled with love and joy,
Then change the scene to horror and terror.
They affect my life.
And they know this.
Am I at war with them?
No.
I am just a willing victim, who looks forward to the blissful kiss of nights slumber.
I am not angry,
sad,
worried,
or bothered;
I am simply in awe at the power of my dreams.