My Hallucination theory

Lonely nights have taken it away,
Nothing to stop you astray.
Have borrowed everything you can see,
A sorrow you can no longer feel.

The darkest shadows of the time’s light
Giving rise to an alternative side.
A rule to the theory,
To fall in a place reality will never let you be,
A demand by the postulate,
Forget the rest and emancipate.

Now, that you’ve pushed it aside
Come in to a place where fears and tears of the other side
Gradually begin to subside.
After the transition with the spin, with the swirl.
Pierced to glimpse a brand new beautiful world.

Less you know the more you see.
Shallowest spaces of the fictional humanity
Be the only rudiments emblazoning this visuality.
The sub-conscience this realm’s stringer,
Allowing you to be anything, to grow farther.
Rule to number: three,
Dare to dream for free.
Color your way, no God to pray,
Burn here and never see it die away.
A freedom to contentedly illusion
Places not been, games not meant for you to win
Here in, you be the game and the unexplored territory.
Making it useless to return to the sick body.

And as all good things;
Must end this.
Curtains are drawn,
Shows over, time to be gone.
Off to the other side; back to being alone.
Exhibit fake cos true self can never be shown.
To know you’ll be back here again …Pushes you to flee with fact to believe;
There are no rules when you’re a part of your own hallucination theory.