lyrical muscle 3

Meagan wrote this
I'm afraid to close my eyes, and get trapped on the other side,behind the eyelids of night,where dreams and and nightmares resdie,and escape where reality subsides,but what if I never awake to daylight, and how do I know if this moment is a dream or real life,if I touch you will you be mine,or will I wake up in the darkness of fright,am I alive? Or is all this movement and emotion behind closed eyes, behind a confined mind,is it all a lie,we touch,we feel and experience time,but is it an illusion and its prime,am I really writing this rhyme,or it from a world on the other side..
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it is a world from the other side, tap into the spiritual locomotive that we call the mind, electrical signals send images and pictures that transcend the physical, digging deep into the cranium of the elastic scenario played out in the black whole of time, im writing this where the stars exist, use the light to shine the dark where words are lit up by the spark, im writing this where the clouds exist, whirlwinds and twisters drag me down to land, and when i wake up and touch you, you crumble into sand, neither space nor time can tell where we are, are we writing this rhyme or is it the same soul that helped jesus turn water into wine, close your eyes and the darkness breaths light, don't be afraid to close your eyes, look inside, and you will see you handcuffs on your mind, touch your spine and you feel the grip of the snake that has helped captivate, stimulate and at the same time incarcerate your creativity that you've relied on so diligently, so ask yourself, who wrote this, you or me?