Awake Or In Dream-Light Comments

Sometimes we fall into a state when we are unable to distinguish if we are dreaming or passing through a real life experience. Constantly we hear of atrocities and mishaps around and this colour or taint our imagination. Some kind of an anxiety constantly grips us. Sometimes we feel we are sinking into a bottomless abyss. At the end of an arduous struggle, we feel we are alive and happy that we survived. This poem, I think, is an amalgam of thoughts that springs from an overwrought brain!