Waking to Reality, to Dream of Fantasy
It's falling
Down...
Down...
Down.
Suddenly realizing
Reality is
Coming to find you.
It's getting up only to
Feel fantasy cease from memory.
To have your breathing start
Reminding you that
Reality controls
Your life.
To feel life slip its warm arms
Around your waist and lead you
Into the world once again.
You go through the
Day.
Dreaming of the previous
Night
the Victories,
Battles,
and Futures yet to be held.
As you wait for the
Day to begin,
You begin to hope,
For the next night of
Fantasy.
This poem is about:
Me