Lucid Dreaming (rough draft)

I had to write a poem for poetry class and I wanted to make it rather short since most of my stuff is always so long, so this is what I wrote. I don't particularly understand it completely, so feel free to critique it or comment on what you think of it/what it means.

"Lucid Dreaming"

turn off the lamp so i
may be swallowed by the darkness
and consumed by the
creative creatures of my consciousness
in a thousand
images of yesterday’s tomorrow

turn the lamp on in my mind

so i may see visions

of love and peace and a better future

i dream of things i want to dream

not what God or mom or dad
tell me to

i dream of a tree with

golden branches and emerald green

leaves towering above

the cotton-ball clouds

pointing towards the heavens

i dream of tomorrow

and yesterday, but most

importantly, i dream

of today