When, What, Where, Who, Why Go?

When reality becomes a dream
what is there in the seam?

Is it wonders that you've always wanted?
Or nightmares of how your mother's plane landed?

Where are you in the reality of dreams?

A wonderful paradise full of tasty food,
flowers, trees, and money?
Or a horrible war zone overrun with waste,
toxins, bullets, and poverty?

When reality becomes a dream
who is around you?

Is it family, friends, lovers and beloved?
Or enemies, robbers, killers and troubled?

Why would you go to a dream of reality?

To look for new inspiration or old ideas,
deepest darkest secrets or happy forgotten days?
Or simply out of human curiosity of what
may lay beyond?

What is there when reality becomes a dream,
where insanity pulls the blind over our eyes?