"Another talk"

What shall I talk of, to you this evening?
Paltry little items to waste both our time's
Epic things to stir your shallow interest
No I just want to see you for what you are

What the hell do you want of me
Alright you need to know of my ways
That's a laugh as I can't relate to those
I think at an instants whim so what's next

Too much has passed my eyes to this day
To tell you in a few words, would fail both of us
You in your understanding of my ways,
and me in a feeling of being understated

Many things have been in my waking times,
the dream times I may have misunderstood
Were they part of my awareness or just a rest time?
Have you never wondered which is which?

Do you live in your awareness or in your dreams?
Can you tell the difference of these states,
where sometimes one is better, do we choose?
Shall I talk of reality or dreams to you.

Go think in your own space and then tell me,
how many are in your awakened state?
Do the takers of dreams scare your wake times,
now that I can drift into those spaces you have there.

Watch for me in those times where I can take you
Where you may ask will I be, in that open space
Dare you ask of me to treat you well in dreams,
it's too late, I am now in control just accept all.

Maybe I will be gentle with your mind,
or shift your thoughts to places you cannot find
I am the stealer of those souls that sleep
I may walk with you, but I now have your soul

If I let you wake today as that new sun rises
Will you remember me in there playing games
If you should not awake just remember,
that you are now a part of me always

I run hot or cold within your souls sleep
I capture your mind, sort thoughts things to keep
I will leave you as you read this piece in your wake,
think of me before the next sleep you take