Sometimes reality hurts.
So we go to our dreamer worlds.
Lost in thoughts, fantasies, illusions.
But reality pulls us back in.
It can't bear to be separated for too long.
We struggle to get away.
To loose ourselves in the haze of dreams.
And reality lets us.
But only for a little while.
Because reality needs to have a touch of magic in order to be functioning.
It needs dreams, all though it doesn't want to admit that.
But we need the fantasies too.
Because, staring head-on into the face of reality?
It's not a pleasant experience.
You can get scarred, broken, never to be the same again.
But reality loves us, and it shows.
Sometimes. Rarely.
Reality lets us have happiness outside of our dream worlds, and we love reality for that.
Because, you can't be you, without reality.
Reality And Dreams. Hand In Hand.
But Not For Long.
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PoetryJust your average collection of poetry done by your average unicorn. Xavier hopes you like the poems! **Sorry if the spacing is jacked up**