Dream where I fall into dream where I fall where there's a dream

There's a man who laughs so hard
at the write upon the card
he looks at me and laughs this way
creepily as is his way.

serendipitous as if it to broach
In the dark amongst the coach
Here I am and here I'll stay
In this dark forever lay.

There is no grammar in my writing
as all logic I am fighting
In the land between the door.

Then I take you to the rift
where all logic takes a shift and 
amongst the bones you do adore.

giantly I'm screaming in this land that I am dreaming
and I'll take you here and make you see some more.

You notice there are always scissors never scissorers
the man behind the mask he asks me, getting scared.

I gently weep, I'm screaming, and I hope to end this dreaming

And then..... What that is it? Yep Awake now...