Nightmares?
I had a dream last night,
I was falling from the sky,
Nothing I could grab onto to keep my from dying,
I woke up,
cold sweat on my chest,
grabbing the edge of the bed,
seconds later I laid my head back to rest,
I opened my eyes I was running on a small track,
nothing to worry about,
not a single weight on my back,
I looked back,
My poor decisions were chasing after me,
They slowly gained on me while I was losing speed,
there was quick sand all around my feet,
the harder I fought to get away the more it pulled me under,
every decision had me by the throat,
starting to choke,
running out of breathe,
I remember the faces of the ones I have hurt,
my eyes seemed to be sewn open,
my mind was forcing me to stare,
I woke up,
no cold sweat this time,
but I was gasping for air,
even though I was awake the faces still seemed like the were there,
I closed my eyes,
seconds later I fell back into my deep sleep,
moments later I am back on the track,
I immediately checked behind me,
I started to jog and out of the fog you emerged,
I broke down in an instant,
you asked me why I had made myself so distant,
I didn't have an answer,
you held up two silver spoons and said look into the reflection,
All I could see was a guilty heart that need resurrection,
I don't remember word for word what we said to each other,
but in the end we both broke down into the arms of one another,
I thought for a second that this was reality,
but as I woke up it was so sad to see how sad I could be,
the last words were us telling each other we love each other,
No cold sweats,
No deep breathes,
just burning in my heart,
just thumping inside my chest,
I love you,
nothing will ever change that.
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