When I sleep I dream, I dream of a life, a life of pleasure, I dream of success, of understanding, of fulfillment, a fulfillment not only of needs, but also a fulfillment of wants. But when I wake these dreams flee, I lie awake attempting to hold on, attempting to grasp my lost world, even worse when I awake with no memories, no memories of the dream world, the natural high. Our dreams are nothing but a false reality, a masquerade constructed to temporarily save us, to save us from ourselves, My only nightmare is the nightmare of loss, the loss of this facade, this facade that connects us to sanity. Or is this a dream, all of this a horrible nightmare, do we exist under god as I still believe, or in the mind of another, another sick, twisted, sadist from hell, God save us all if so. 
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