Watching for the break of day

As night's shadows pass.

Caught in the dream world

Before day becomes real.

I hesitate to open my eyes,

So sleepy is my head.

Still in a sort of make believe,

That has captivated my mind.

Dreams are so real at times,

That I feel I'm awake.

Living in the shadows,

That seem so surreal.

Mixing the past with the future,

That never seems to happen.

Just when I enter the new,

I'm lost in the past.

One day the door will open,

And I will see the new day.

But for now I must wait,

Hoping tomorrow will be that day.