I am of day, yet exist purely at night.
I am reality without consequence;
I am fantasy without completion.
If I am sought I become elusive;
If I am denied I become strong.
I am your forgotten addiction;
Until you never want to leave.
I am most damaged by perception;
I am most lost in interpretation.
I show you my world;
Yet you insist it is yours.
I choose your scope of existence;
I control your desire for power.
The suns rays destroy me;
I return to insignificance.
I fade, faster than I appeared;
Yet only now am I truly recognised.
“The life and death of a dream”