Dreams, aren't they beautiful? A world of only possibilities, no worries, no sadness but just hope.
We all yearn to dream, to feel happy with no vulnerability but just our best selves. Everyone is told to dream the and the old alike but when one opens their eyes, they find nothing but darkness. They close their eyes again hoping that they could see the same dream again and feel the same sense of security that all is well but nothing comes except the nightmare of reality. It's like a hollow darkness that enters one's soul and covers all the light.
They become nothing but souless beings, with no dreams, no purpose.
And without purpose there is no meaning and with no meaning there is no hope, without hope there is no light but complete darkness. Though that's not the end, for those who seek will find.