Dreamers

To whoever it may concern.

Don’t be afraid to dream.
You are a dying breed.
So let your aspirations sleep with your thoughts tonight.

Or walk
And leave your body behind
Forgetting you were asleep so you can live.
So stay up and sacrifice your bed rest
In the grips of a passion so intense it leaves your bed wet.

So dream on,
Because if you listen close enough
I promise that you can hear your pillow talk.
Whispering sweet nothings in your ear
To seduce your body into doing things
That your brain was always scared to.
Like live.

So lose yourself in them
Without fear of finding a way out.
Dive into the folds of your blanket
Into a kingdom untouched by limitations.
So close your eyes until the world ends
And your heart beatboxes a drum line rhythm
For your dreams to march to
And sleep-talk a speech
To convince them to follow you.

Because the only time limit is yours
When you let sand from the hourglass
Slip in between the hands of your clock.
Because from where you lie
There’s nothing cooler than the other side.

So dream on.
Because you don’t serve anyone
By letting them tell you what you can be.