Dreamscapes

I fell into a reverie.
It was the start of what was meant to be.
Spinning skies and singing stars.
In these places there are no bars.
Just whatever I dream will come to pass.
No meteoric catastrophe crash.
A place where I am always happy.
Not having to defend myself against people oh so crappy.
What a relief, change of pace.
To not to have to deal with any who are two faced.
It becomes a burden that bores to bear.
Unlike these spaces of fantastical affair.
Where chickens chat and food is a plenty.
I have more than enough for lifetimes times twenty.
A state of being that you can barely grasp.
And in all these rays I can forever bask.
Kick back and enjoy the ride.
Not feel my brain become extra fried.
Oh what a place is this reverie.
A set of realms where my mind is truly free.