If you look close enough you can see them begin to fade 

off into the darkness

of reality

as cloudy dreams of horrific death become seemingly clear 

to your naked eye 

balls of sweet race down your face to take first place in 

that puddle
 
that eye fluid but solid like rock to sleep to be baby again 

would be so sweat

like candy is to rotting teeth that grind in sleep eternal
 
death horrific dreams cloud as the reality of darkness 

starts to look closely