Essence of a dreamThat point in between worldsWhere dreams collide with realityAnd reality spills over into a place whereThe walls are broken down and nothing and everything exists in the same timeIn that haze where blissful remnants of a secret placeAnd nightmares bleed into the roomCarrying with it, that fear, untouched in your waking selfWhere worlds collideAnd spaces exist in a sweet harmony only feltFor a momentAnd then, reality grabs hold of your feetAnd pulls you back with a snap of a whipEchoing faded memories of once forgotten dreamsAnd the quiet unrest of a thoughtInterrupted.The essence of a dream.