"Follow your dream," they said
And so I complied
I followed it everywhere it went
Climbed the walls of illusion neuron by neuron
Never looked back to see if there was any damage done
We swam with memories in lakes of blood
We heaved the weight of conscience all the way to unforeseen finish lines
Our hands never bled climbing over my cord of spines
For hours, we walked across fields of black grass
Wandering around to see how long this black could last
And there we sat over my forehead
Dangling our feet by my brow
And that was it.
No lands to visit
No places to see
Nothing else for me
The dream laughed and said,
"Too bad I went over your head."