Away you go

my dear horrible little dreams,

it will be overestimating,

to think that haunting me in the night,

will ruin me and my day.

for i wake up every time you do this,

and attempt to lightly flick you away,

like a speck of dust.

the more i am used to doing it,

the better i become.

so my dear horrible little dreams,

hear me loud and clear.

I do not mind,

because You do not Matter.