In my dreams i live mini lives so little but the fantasy is colossal . I turn to a kid again seeing magical colors and shapes just like on a cereal box .

I rewind clocks intertwine reality with inner reality my brain is under heavy activity . Dreams cans change from fantasy to travesty real quick colors of equality can change to darkness in a fraction of an second .

You closed your eyes and saw darkness the reckoning you reap the nothingness at meek and the soul that wolves the sheep . Dreams or thoughts we have thats spiritual and deep that can be widowed at its peek