Free Verse vol. 6

When I sleep
I see my reality
Not only who I am but
Who I want to be
When I am awake
I no longer feel free
I no longer feel me
On this earth
I feel more like a
Winding jewelry box figurine
Look at how it twirls
Hear how it sings
It can only move when
Someone calls for it

I like what it does
But not what it wants to be
Put it back in the box
Until we want to use it
So it’s not confused with
The world it wants
And the world for it

That’s why we dream
To escape the melancholy
We are the dreamineers
Luminaries of consciousness
That is your reality
And their nightmare

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