escaping in my dreams

Yet again a slow day, feeling alone in the worst way.
Luckily I fall asleep, hopefully it's deep.
Then the dreams start coming, making me feel like no hill is to steep.
Even the nightmares feel like dreams, where nothing is what it seems.
Then there is that moment between dreaming and opening your eyes.
It feels like you are there, so you start bending the story and improvise.
You have fun making your own dream, you make it all extreme.
But then it becomes daytime and you long for that next bedtime.

V.V.