In the dark night I was prevented from my satisfying slumber,
as I was troubled by my rooms dark corner.
Though my eyes were soon to be sealed,
may my dreamcatcher cure me from this dreadful darkness to be revealed.
Thankfully, the dreamcatcher protected me through this night,
as I was navigated to an existence so bright.
I was floating above the sea as I saw the lights
of thousand beaconing lighthouses from these ongoing heights.
Keenly guided from all insecurities,
I now clearly see the seas of opportunities.
Like lucid dreams entrapped
within a circlet ornately adorned
A sweetest love conceived
but can't be borne
billowing light as rain
Starkness in ink
blot reckless in heavy stain
Strings strung taut
attempting to keep all in place
Dream catcher sways
by the window, free and chaste
He says words I've already heard before
Looking for that special someone I've never seen before
Nothing seems right
Am I clinging on to my dream to tight
Away with the wind I run
To find where my heart belongs I'm falling undone
I'll know when I get there
There's a place with open arms I'll belong
I'll stay for long
And laugh for hours
No more pain from this stain I'll have my super powers
I run so far I'm almost there
If I could just hurry up and unlock that door if I dare...
Then reality pulls me back
Was it the door or my eyes I cracked
My eyes gleam open and my body shovers
I saw an Angel floating just right above my covers
At first you decided to reach into me as I sleep
To go into my brain and extract a dream.
Since then the process has become more clean
Now you've made a contraption decorated with strings and beads
So you'll never have to come and you'll never have to leave,
It will do the work for you, catching my dreams.
I cannot understand
Am I dreaming beneath the living?
Tell me if it’s just a part of my forty winks
Coz I’m rusted by chance when fully awake.
Why are dreams so large and
You forget it in a momentary climb?
The departed stories are so dear
That they never come to pass in life
The impossible happenings with strings
And things I’ll never find are so ideal.
The scars are reasoned and seasoned
But it was perfect when I was asleep.
I was dead to the world, totally ignored
Leaving one earth for a different one
Was so brilliant when I was buried.
But I realize I was not just dreaming
I was stitching them into reality,
Let me catch all my dreams
That they might never happen again!