It is the dreams,
The unconscious mind,
That can never be understood.
When we lay to rest,
Our sense of reality begins to alter.
We are no longer alive to the world,
But alive to the mind.
Our senses enhanced,
And our emotions intact.
We drift into a world that is no longer our own,
But to the thoughts within us.
Memories, thoughts,
Insecurities, and fears,
Become present,
And realism is overturned.
After all,
It is the dreams,
And the unconscious mind,
That can only be understood by one.
Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 5:20 PM UTC
It is the dreams,
The unconscious mind,
That can never be understood.
When we lay to rest,
Our sense of reality begins to alter.
We are no longer alive to the world,
But alive to the mind.
Our senses enhanced,
And our emotions intact.
We drift into a world that is no longer our own,
But to the thoughts within us.
Memories, thoughts,
Insecurities, and fears,
Become present,
And realism is overturned.
After all,
It is the dreams,
And the unconscious mind,
That can only be understood by one.
