Only Were I Steadfast in My Dream

Only were I steadfast in my dreams
I could have not ended somewhere here.
Here where things are hard to comprehend
Where to every pleasure, I succumb.
Bound in four corners by mighty walls
Tended to by creatures that are false
Wherein reality does not dwell
Fantasy is all that you can care.
How did I fall prey to this despair?
Or rather, whyy is my life still spared?
I'd rather die than fancy suffer
As everything around gets darker.
Is this the curse for one who has strayed
Who took "the road less traveled" as fair?
Only were i steadfast in my dreams
I could have walked without tasting whims.
For once i turned left to taste of that
And to get another, I turned right.
of wisdome, lo! i found I have none
How can I have if I heed not one?
In the end, i found that I am a fool
And for this, of grief, my heart is full.