To Dream of Awaking

What’s the point of dreaming
If we already exist in one
That has the images, and the path to heaven
That we so dearly hold on to 
But struggle as we might
This dream shall to come to an end 
Like all the others 
Yet a conscious mind
That is awake in this dream
Can control it to an extent
Allowing one to not be just a bystander 
That perceives the chaos that surrounds them 
But a creator of their own dynasty 
Some of us understand this 
For we were born in the grips of hell
Knowing only nightmares and shadows 
And the only way out 
Is to become a light 
To ourselves, and those that are around us
~ Tony Paradise’s Poet ~