Those sleeping hours 

 when my  worry slips away alongside consciousness.

And dreams become reality.

Fighting, breathing, freeing.

Night.

When all that invades my erected walls Is starlight

When I let my heart rival my mind

And the only objections to be heard ...Are mine.

Against silly, stupid....captivating...lovely...

Dreams.

Where my wandering thoughts go unchecked

Driven by passion ...a glimpse of freedom... A sprinkle of hope...

Restrained by fast vanishing doubt.

Perhaps ill throw limbs and trunk and all towards courage...this time.

Yes. This time ill untangle myself from this cycle.

This time ill cast uncertainty to oblivion

Seize control.

But alas ...this time, ill Retreat all the same at the sound of the distant sirens signaling intruding  light.

Moonlight?

No.

Sunlight conquering time 

Chaining my dreams to reality

Me to my current life...

For the time being at least,

In a dungeon beneath reason's crumbling tower. 

But I won't run 

And my dreams will  remain till tonight

Unscathed by those waking hours