A Dream Within A Dream

as i close my eyes a blackhole looms this inner world a torment it brings how far does it goes each night as i sleep where do i journey to this dark realm which for forty-five years i have travelled each night never reaching any place sometimes it throws a dream a dream where i am but somebody different from i am talking like an indian sometimes it throws a dream a dream where mom keeps so quiet in a never seen house so much grander yes, as i live on i travel each night in a black hoe ticking away to a foreign land year after year a land which i could not grasp but accept it with each of my breath time keeps ticking away each second, a second nearer to the day of death where perhaps i would continue in this journey in the blackhoe and perhaps find light in it in two worlds i travel, consciously and subconsciously in a ship that i control and being controlled the master and also the slave i look into the night sky and realise that in this trip i am but an observer of a real world and imagined a film where i partake each day with no known script i consider myself the greatest actor in this case enacting each scene with a full heart and soul pain and all perhaps somewhere out there someone out there is enjoying it all the fact that i control as well as is controlled by my own life, cells....