Write About My Dreams

I should probably sit down

and write about my dreams,

and get myself excited

by exploring the extremes.    

Apparently, it's wise.  

At least that's what I hear...

It builds your confidence

and helps you clear the fear.

You see life beyond despair;

beautiful and ideal.

And with that exquisite image,

you can make it real.

I think I already know this,

among many other things,

but rarely do I do it

because to me a vacuum clings.  

I close my tired eyes

and I breathe a shaky breath,

and sacrifice the dreams I have

to appease a looming death.    

But I know something;

the vacuum merely seems

like a void of death and nothingness

bent on consuming dreams.

The truth is a simple matter;

the vacuum is just fear.

And if I dream a life ideal,

in the void, it can appear.