To Dream of Awaking

What's the point of dreaming

If we already exist in one

That has the images, and the path to heaven

That we so dearly hold on to 

But struggle as we might

This dream shall to come to an end 

Like all the others 

Yet a conscious mind

That is awake in this dream

Can control it to an extent

Allowing one to not be just a bystander 

That perceives the chaos that surrounds them 

But a creator of their own dynasty 

Some of us understand this 

For we were born in the grips of hell

Knowing only nightmares and shadows 

And the only way out 

Is to become a light 

To ourselves, and those that are around us

~ Tony Paradise's Poet ~