I Live In Dreams Poem by Shirani Rajapakse

I live in dreams. I walk on
asphalt. Hard and dry. Yet I
sour. My mind unfettered by the
claiming of reality.
I live in two worlds, one
real and the other almost real,
that mingle into each other
sometimes making it hard
to define each other.

My dreams ease the burden
of life, hard as the asphalt that
hurt the soles of my feet as
they trudge along, day in day
out. Is there no release from
this reality, this pain?
Except in dreams, when I live
I am me. The real person I
was meant to be. But cannot be.
Reality hems me in defining
life as it should be. Not as
it ought to be.