Reality doesn’t impress me.

We do not live in a void.
Let‘s fly.
My beautiful dark twisted fantasy.
Just feel and taste the air.
Empty moments.
Lost rivers.
Hard times for dreamer.
Being and nothingness.
You are my idea of beautiful.

Petrichor.
Lillies.
The smell of the earth after rain.
It is your life and it is not infinite.
But my dreams are infinite.
Reality doesn’t impress me.
No more walls.
Discover the flowers of the asphalt.
The stuff that dreams are made of.
Consolation and sleep.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself?
The universe is going to catch you.
Trains of thoughts.
The complete opposite of reality.
Unreal spaces.
Silence.

You can actually hear.