In the motionless world of your Dream,
Everything is centered in your mind.
You believe you can do anything.
And you can. You can do anything, there.
As you fly through your harebrained ideas,
The things that make you fuming
Seem to erase from your thoughts.
No longer feeling unsure
Or even a bit confused,
You are still flying toward your cloud nine.
Then, when you think you had fled those dreadful and corrupted thoughts from your day,
Your joy is being erased.
A nightmare is what you’re collapsing into…
As you drift into the eternal nightfall of your burned away hopes,
Your fantasy has just sent you a memo of the actual visions of
Existence…