every night,
you are thinking.
figuring how will you feel the
happiness in this chaotic world.
life's stressing the hell out of you,
yet can't do anything but to live.
you badly want to go in a
place where you'd be free.
as the night is getting deeper,
your favorite time is peaking.
at exactly eleven o'clock,
you are preparing yourself to sleep.
you started the rituals,
and were able to go in another dimension--
where you have control over situations,
characters, environment and event.
you are aware that you are only dreaming,
yet can't help but to enjoy the moment.
dawn came, the dream is already done.
as you open your eyes--hope is evident on it,
hoping that, that dimension is real,
and wasn't only created by your mind.
this is known as lucid dream,
an illusion where you
wouldn't get tired of doing
over and over again.
©polla
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