I dream of ladders

They creep around my subconscious at night

Working themselves deep into my sleep

They come back to haunt me in the waking hours

Spiraling upward in confusing unstable paths

I chase after them

The paths intersect one another, playfully dancing in their own confusion

Tantalizing me with possibilities

Making each decision less clear

Making me more FEARFUL

Less awake in the real world

Terrified of falling down the imaginary staircase I constructed myself

I sleepily chase after the fading fragments of the mornings dreams

and try to reconstruct them