Dreams of Other Me's

I sleep

I dream

And sometimes it isn't welcome thoughts

That penetrate within my skull

But other times it is pleasant

Like little pieces of candy

Floating on by on little clouds

Leaving me wanting more

But knowing that I will never live

That life that came into my head

Through those very dreams.

I would like to think of these dreams

As if it were of different versions of myself

Living the life I was never meant to live

But the one I would like to live.

So I leave you with that to think about

As I move deeper within the confines of my mind

Which is much like Pandora's box

So much darkness within it

To only have one entity shining on through

And that to be hope.