please read and c/c my poem? how do you like it?

Come, hold my hand and step into my dreams,

walk around in my mind wrapped in my thoughts,

don't look for stars or sunshine down that road,

come find me in those dark, dark black holes.

I will send my consciousness back on strike,

will sleep long enough, may not even look alive,

and then you walk around and enjoy the view,

this whole paradise was build for you.

Just a little request, don't scratch on the walls,

you will leave in few hours, but those will hurt for a while,

and do not turn left on 66th street,

there were rumors about a ghost who was obsessed about you.

I wish i could give you a map for dreamtown,

but it wasn't me who built most of the town,

there used to be a waterfall few days ago,

either reality drank it or froze up under fake snow.

I put a sun to keep you warm and rain for delight,

night will be cold, so you look red like a rose,

i am not sure sure if you will ever come,

but if you will, and won't find me,

take a tour around and look back once before stepping out.