Dreamless

It was not so much the seed that grow in my dream But the dream that grow from the seed This seed so small, so fragile This seed I nurtured watered and light with the glowing rays of the sun with in I did it with out knowing, with out worrying That when this seed sprouts, so shall I I cared for this sprouting growing seed with out realizing that the branches and roots Were planting beep into the soul of my brain Creating a labyrinth of my sole Each passing day it grow more stronger, more taller Till its branches reach out my ears and up my nose This once small seed was now my dream So vibrant and strong This dream tree sprouts unchanging leaves of personal gain And I walk as tall as my tree, for I am just as strong Yet I must have taken a wrong turn away from my sole light, ventured too far into the stormy night I found my tree losing its strength as my ears and mind lessening to mean words of dreamless demands My dream tree lost its laves one by one they fell drown, brown and dead I tired to grab them, but they fell though my fingers, just dust on the wind As time went on the dreamless demands raped there choking vines around my tree and feasted on my dyeing dreams And know I stand not so tall Just a shell empty and hallow A dreamless being trying to find another seed