It is not the cessation of dreams I fear, but the ceasing of desire.
Dreams are plentiful, rampant and unbidden in every waking moment.
It is in the moment when I cease to desire them,
Disregarding my imprudent pursuit,
Abandoning my unrelenting yearning,
that I, too, shall cease to exist.
P.S. Yes, desires/dreams may kill you, but apathy/complacency will just shatter your back…