When you close your eyes,
What do you see?
Sometimes,
I see a world, waiting there just for me
I see dragons and pixies
And goblins and trolls.
Mountains and mushrooms
And caverns and crystals.
A life and a world only I can dream of.
And sometimes
I’m riding a roller coaster or playing with my friends,
Or baking or singing.
Living a life lots of children would only dream about.
Sometimes I’d see myself graduating,
Or getting into University.
Moving into a place that I can call “home”.
And sometimes I wish
This were true.
My dreams, my reality.
And maybe someday they can be.
But if that were true,
Would the nightmares be too?
Because sometimes,
I dream about a world that is dark.
I see creatures and monsters,
And deep caverns and ravines with no end I can see.
Not death, but being forever trapped in the dark void, abyss with no path to reality.
A life and a world only I can dream of.
And sometimes
I’m drowning or calling out for somebody but nobody’s there.
Or watching a life that I have no control of.
Sometimes,
I dream about nothing.
No colour, no light, no sound.
I don’t even know if I’m there.
Sometimes I wonder,
If there is a reason
Why not all dreams come true.
And maybe,
That’s something good.