There are two worlds where one cannot escape
They’re captivating just like illusions.
They disorient one as they take shape,
They seize your mind through subtle intrusions.
In one world your reality grows numb,
Your sanity dies as light expires.
Your fear emerges as the monsters come.
To wreak havoc is a Nightmare’s desire.
In another, faeries dance with the stars;
They welcome you like the moon does the night.
This mystical dreamland is quite bizarre,
Where magical creatures are drunk with delight.
Nightmares consume the dreamer’s sanity,
Daydreams conceive the dreamer’s fantasy.
Jan 28, 2013
Jan 28, 2013 at 8:40 PM UTC
There are two worlds where one cannot escape
They’re captivating just like illusions.
They disorient one as they take shape,
They seize your mind through subtle intrusions.
In one world your reality grows numb,
Your sanity dies as light expires.
Your fear emerges as the monsters come.
To wreak havoc is a Nightmare’s desire.
In another, faeries dance with the stars;
They welcome you like the moon does the night.
This mystical dreamland is quite bizarre,
Where magical creatures are drunk with delight.
Nightmares consume the dreamer’s sanity,
Daydreams conceive the dreamer’s fantasy.
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