A poem about Lucid Dreams.
What does the future hold for me ?
Confused as I can’t determine between whether I’m in reality or in a dream,
I’ve mastered the art Lucidity,
so I’m tired but it’s okay it doesn’t bother me, I’ll just go back to sleep.
The feeling of control in my own sub-conscious world
is emphasized by power, you can’t imagine the size of somethings I’ve hurled,
and the things that i simply can’t cope with while I’m awake,
I sneakily resolve while I’m in my unconscious yet enlightening state.
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