The dream world had its eye on me...
It came and whispered in my ears...
weakened all my senses
my eyelids started to fall.

My mind was silent,
I could any hear sleep speak,
and see what it meant,
in colours and patterns
that started to take shapes,
speak in familiar voices,
do things I'd though about.

Its like sleep knew my deepest thoughts and was willing to help me test them
in its virtual layer..

We talked for hours
swapping truths about inches of our selves
and hoping for validation.

But time arrived
Now it was in the form of birds chirping, reminding me i have to do some living. And sleep respectfully released me from its hold,
saying, " we'll meet again."

The day to day is stressful but mundane
Missed trains and niggling headaches
I eat my meal, online chat to friends
I get ready to leave, strip off my clothes and lie under cover
I close my eyes

I look forward to this time of night when I leave earth
This world is so familiar yet something's not right
My house floats on water, the sun isn't round
I can watch a film yet star in it too
I look through a window at the back of my head
this time I'm a boy, then I'm a girl again

Friends from the past meet faces of the future
I find my first love in my old classroom
All 20-somethings still back at school, our old routines
spliced by the dramatic comedy sci-fi romance of the century
this eclectic story goes beyond the walls of genre

I wish I never left this place, the bizarro logic fascinates
I walk old haunts and find new places
some are blurred and some are clear
though surroundings bright there are often themes
blue and yellows or purples and greens
they somehow match the atmosphere, the sadness looks like orange
the yellowness coats my fears

****** encounters come and go, some are romantic some are quite gross
I shock myself, what my mind creates
I'm convinced I need locking up, I'm dangerous
but in the end I realise, the exits only to my right
If I get bored or things get strange, I'm in a fight or mood has changed
more often than not I know I'll be safe

I explore ****** jungles, meet my most beloved creatures
I swim under the sea yet breath, I travel to space on class field trips
Famous people I admire can join me on this quest
the soundtrack dips and dives with each tentative step
there's a start, a build up, ******, and sadly there's always an end

And then I wake up.

There is a certain apathy
That arrives at two AM;
I don't care what tomorrow is
I just want some REM.