When darkness falls and life fades away, you are left with spiralling thoughts, misguided dreams, and hollow promises. In those times, it's easy to retreat into the safety of your mind, into the parallel life that was never yours. For a moment you forget. As the sun rises, you view the world through a telescopic lens. But all you see is the emptiness of the patterns you so desperately seek.

Under the moon's indifferent stare, Dreams take flight through the midnight air. Soft whispers cloaked the darkness deep, Spinning tales where truth lies asleep. Yet time has shadows, dreams have cost, In the end, their warmth is lost. The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; A place once so magical now hurt to behold.

We enter this world alone, and we leave it the same way. In between, life is a whirlwind of love, fear, resilience, and resentment—the threads that fleetingly bind us together and inevitably tear us apart.

In the stillness of the night, dreams flicker softly, In the quiet of existence, they offer solace. In the unyielding darkness, they dance with echoes from another life, A parallel existence intertwining with my own. Lost in this labyrinth of thought, I realize… If wishes were raindrops, I'd be an unyielding torrent.

Two silver eyes watch as darkness covers the world. A sentient gaze, surveying dreams that stir emotions. A watchful glare as the ocean carries hopes to the shore, only to lose them with each crashing wave.

The arching trees form a dark umbrella, the dampness rises from the forest floor and clings to the air. The world fall into a quiet stillness and all seems to disappear except for the muffled sounds of my footfalls.

I glared at her, suddenly a stranger, someone I barely recognised and someone I did not care to know. I scoffed and she scoffed back. A seemingly plain woman with pale blue eyes and poorly bleached hair was staring back at me. I did not want to be her anymore, I wanted to change.