Ode To The Dreamer Poem by Vasto Grom

Upon a thousand dreams
I always wonder why
That when I come back to reality
I find I want to die

But why is it that I dream
If all I ever do is wake
Why return to this world
If all it ever does is take

So here now I sit
Upon this hill of dreams
Where all I feel is peace
And where nothing is as it seems

As the sun is setting
I feel myself drift away
For soon now I will wake
And leave the place I long to stay

For I am a dreamer
I am and always shall be
I sleep to escape this world
For in it I'll never be free

Never will I know love
Or be happy with who I am
If only you could see through my eyes
I know you'd understand

Life really is quite boring
It also is unfair
But when I close my eyes
I no longer mind or care

For when I am dreaming
I can be the real me
No longer do I have to hide
Since there's no one who can see