In my dreams
I dream that there is no tomorrow
cause tomorrow brings grief—
in my reality my reality brings
me nothing but pain—
so if I dream that there is not
a day that precedes this one,
my pain will no longer be—
and in my dreams I dream of dreams
of dreams I could never live up to
in my reality—
and these pleasant illusion
how they fill my head
and make my nights worthwhile
and make my dreams worthwhile—
but it’s when I awake
that I feel the stings of life
encumber me
stifle me—
and it is then do I realize
that it is my dreams that are
the threshold of my redemption—
