I often wonder if dreams are a deeper insight into our minds, or are they just a world to cause us more pain and confusion, when the dreams you experience a part of a world you are confused by, are they conflicting emotions or are they simply a part of your brain telling you a side, a side that when you are awake you simply cannot understand nor get your head around.

Laying in bed, finally feel comfort, soft and warmth, I lay my head down, and pray for a sleep that comes with darkness and nothingness until the morn, I lay my head down and feel safe, hoping that I can close my eyes and nothing but peace will visit.
I awaken with a start, not aware of the time, moments passed in my mind, I check the clock, shaken from a slumber, unsure fully if awake or still dreaming.

Standing on a hill, a town before me, I see the ocean, a beautiful sunset,
I reach down to pick up my camera, I see a opportunity to capture a beautiful photograph,
I speak to a figure beside me, mention I shall walk down and see what I can do,
I take a step forward, and another, I reach a stone archway, Nothing between the archway and the ocean,
the town had slowly faded into nothing as I took those few steps,

A dark sandy beach stood before me, the sun low to my left, I smile and step forward,
Camera ready, I bring it up, then realise so many others stand before me,
Frowning, I stepped to the right, a child gets in my way, reaching down to stop them walking in front,
I realise it is my child, I ask her to move, yet no matter where I stand she is in my way,
I just want to take a photo of the sunset, I move around,
Unable to escape the sea of people wanting to capture the same moment,
frustrated but understanding they need this more then me, I start to walk away,
Glancing to my side, I see a beautiful stone path, surrounded by cliffs,
I am pulled towards this sight, I see the moon, large and glowing a soft light,
contrasting the sunset, which sits still to my left, I see a moment that others do not,
I raise my camera, I capture the moon settling in the night sky, the sun reflecting to one side,
A sight no one else had seen as they desperately focus on the sunset,
I smile to myself, as I drop the camera to my side, I walk away into nothing,
My image meaning nothing, as sunset photos fill a feed in front of me,
Knowing I saw the world differently, a warm feeling inside, yet one of pain,
I lash out at a wall, to find myself sitting up in a soft bed,
Confused, I think I am awake, I don’t know,
No camera sits beside me, just a ruffled duvet,
No child under feet, just a sleeping human,
I grab my water, as I question my mind, what it may be telling me,
yet do I really care?

Two thing’s are all that matter to me, and those thing’s, not material, not real, yet real to my soul,
Not part of this dream, not part of my waking reality, do I over think my night time thoughts,
or do I ignore them, treat them as pointless night time moments of no relevance?