reality is a nightmare of many proportions.
the chase for a futile utopia, continually imprinted in our imaginations.
how generously gifted by the world. to light up our souls like fireflies,
flickering with life, palpitating to the beat of our mechanisms –
crimson red coursing with zeal for the future utopia.

a nightmare ends with a jarring douse of reality.
the fiery light illuminating our souls drenched by sweat and haste
to start the day. reality strikes, like the scorching heat. that threatens
to blind our windows to the world and char our blackening souls.

we find utopia in our minds.
when the moon hangs over our heads
and darkness fades into the black hole.
we fall and we tumble, and get sucked into a dream.

A dream is also known as a nightmare.