Dreams Are Reality Poem by Dakota Ellerton

Late every night
I lay down in bed
in reality I am still
but I'm running in my head

more then one dream
can happen each night
I get so scared
and wake up with such fright

my life's always in danger
asleep or awake
I wished it would end
selfishly, for my own sake

somedays are fine
then there's the others
where I mourn and I cry
for the sake of my fathers

you reached out your hand
and took him from me
I don't understand
why must it have been he? ..

Poets note: An older poem I had written soon after the passing of my father.