Dreams are inverse realities…truth parties.
They make “reality” feel like an illusion.
Brighter than plain grey…
Moulding a perfect reality in clay.
Dear dream catcher, please don’t snatch my ‘reality’ away.
Don’t take away this freedom.
Don’t take the light away from the dim.
I’d be left in complete darkness; in a night without happiness.
Let my dreams stay.
Don’t stop me from writing this play.
Purple Empaths 