JaroNigthmare

From one world to another, from the real one to the fake, from the trouble to the joy, from the night to the day. There, you see what cannot be unseen, there, you feel what you will never feel again, there, the people lie to you, there, you don't care. The happiness can be a lie, the love doesn't have to be true, the health can just be the illness, obscured, the feelings don't have to match the truth. Flashes from the past - relived, lies from the future - shown, sadness of the present - hidden, fear from the unknown - definite. Why can't I stay in the realm of dreams? In the realm of relief, joy and lie? Do you go there, after your death