A World of Dreams

Waking up, wishing to be left to sleep forever
To dream up a world so different from your own
But perhaps, just like life, a world of dreams would ultimately grow dissatisfying 
You would first dream of bright skies and warm nights
But eventually dark clouds would begin to brew,
hovering over you and sweeping away the magic of dream land
You curl up in fear, unable to produce a fix to a world you once controlled
And your only wish is to be awake