Dreamgirl

Are you merely a vision,
or fanciful delusion?
Did my mind just create
what I needed to see?
Through optical illusion
or aural confusion,
a trick of the light
makes you seem real to me.
Rip me out of my depression
and subdue the aggression.
If you can, If you exist;
Break my chains, make me free.
I scream in my obsession
that I ask but one concession.
If I dream, let me dream!
For all dreams wake, eventually.