As I travel through the dark passages of my mind I see many things.
I see things from my past that I do not want to see.
The things I see are shown to me through dreams.
I wonder to myself, “Are these memories real?”
I see things from the future that I do not want to see.
I ask myself once again, “Are these really things that are to come?”
I continue down the winding passages of my mind.
Very dark is the night in which I dream.
Darker still are the thoughts in the passages of my mind.