dreams for me have always meant nightmares...
ever since i was little, the only dreams i recall were of drive-by shootings,
or wanting to run and feeling like my legs were heavier than iron,
or falling off of a tall something and free falling...sometimes hitting the ground, sometimes waking up just before my face hit the pavement.
lately i've been having good dreams when i'm in sweet slumber... 'sweet dreams' if you will. but now that i've had these amazing dreams about amazing people in amazing times and places...i almost would rather keep the nightmares.
stupid dreams showing me people i can't see right now and things that possibly will never happen or, if they do, wont happen for a very long time.
stupid dreams waiting till i'm away from the ones i love most to rear their ugly heads. stupid dreams to show me up close in sleep what i cannot touch when i'm awake. let me intimately hear things in sleep i'm not able to hear when i open my eyes. give me details of faces in sleep i can only remember and not even see once the day breaks. stupid dreams. how bout another drive by...at least that's not realistic and it's easily shake-off-able once my eyelids open. stupid sweet dreams...stupid
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