You wake up from the depths of the dream,so lucid, you trembled in sweat. Still in the aftermath of what you have just seen, screams from the terrific yet amazing experience echoing in your ears,hard and deep. You stare at the empty wall in front of you, sitting upright on your bed, hallucinating visuals from the dream. You think its over and it was all just a dream.
You walk to the window hoping the morning would wash away the cold sweat. But as you throw open the window, a cold chilling breeze swipes over you, as the sunshine, black as the girl's heart who once loved you, welcomes you to the real world, as terrific and as gruesome as the dream you just had. It drowns you into a brutal realization ..... no matter what happens, dreams are now better than the reality.
You cannot just wake up and feel good now.The real world might just be as bad as hell now.
As the black sunshine swipes over you, you feel you were better off amongst the labyrinths of your lucid dream . Atleast you had control.
As this black sunshine falls on your face, troubling your eyes, irritating and agonizing, you walk back to your bed, close your eyes and hope your next dream is better than reality. But again what is reality and what is a dream..