• I sleep nights away in slumber. As my dreams fill the air and the moon is aware. Dreams are a whole other world. One that anything can happen with a vast amount of patience. Words can never fully describe dreams. As much as you want to you just can’t explain them. From nightly dreams I am so eager for them to be true, but now as I have had a dream, a dream of death I never want that to happen. Loving dreams used to fill the air, but now nightly terrors fill my heart on what is to happen. My dreams get worse from day to day. For I am not wanting them to happen, but I fear they might come true.So as I dream of happiness or terror I know that they might feel real in the world, but aren’t. So sometimes the lost world can be better than dreams that become nightly terrors for me.