Dream Prisoner

Dreams I want, Though I do not Invision, My thoughts cut deeper than the deepest incision, Alone in the dark, No light on the horizon, My past holds me prisoner, Parole I may never see, If only a tiny piece of happiness, could come from within me, I would soar high, With the wind whipping beneath me, Then and only then, I will be free, To chase any dream, that I see in me