Dreams... and reality

There is a pool in my dreams,
that cant be deciphered in the dark;
for it converges with the gloom inside,
and shows up in the light of a spark.

I grope for a way inside the cave,
but the stones keep falling into the pool;
and the loud echoes made by the splash,
reminds me to follow certain rules.

I walk with the fear of stumbling inside,
and shards of rock cut into my feet;
the blood becomes a part of the gory waters
each time, my heart takes a wrong beat.

There is no light, no way out
and i struggle with my insides
I stand there, my energy fades
but the agony never really subsides.

I try to come out of the illusion,
only to find the real world is fake;
and my dreams, though dark
only have my passion at stake.

But the reality is more gruesome,
and there is no escaping the fact.
thus, i recline into the same dark cave,
at least there, my soul is intact...