A concrete slab where none should be
By day, a spaceship, an adventure, a galleon to the stars.
A playground of dreams, set young minds free

By night, a nightmare, an impossibility, a mystery.
An empty void where anything could creep out of the night.
With dreams come horrors, That's how it must be,

A whimsical look back at my childhood. I was always really imaginative, which meant a lot of creative play. It also meant my poor parents had to calm me down a lot as I suddenly imagined monsters that could be places.