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I saw a dream, The horror struck me so bad, I started recalling my mom and dad I was scared of people, of things and lives, What if my heart stops racing or my eyes light!? I could feel my life, balancing on a dice I felt lonely like there was no one by my side, In the world I saw everyone cherish, I could feel myself dying in that world ‘full of life’ I was scared of losing the memories I cherished, the people I loved, I was scared of the loneliness which once comforted me, That darkness will ever haunt me I could feel those shadows chasing me, I didn’t ever want’em to grab me, “Go away! Don’t rush me!” I wish I knew back then it was lucid, It was the hardest my heart ever pounded, Once I tripped, I laid stranded. Uneasy by the situation, I grabbed on something, Unbelievably, that thing could speak!? “What you’re dreaming?” that thing asked, I stammered, “Has the world ended?”
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Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 5:22 AM UTC
Nightmare
I saw a dream, The horror struck me so bad, I started recalling my mom and dad I was scared of people, of things and lives, What if my heart stops racing or my eyes light!? I could feel my life, balancing on a dice I felt lonely like there was no one by my side, In the world I saw everyone cherish, I could feel myself dying in that world ‘full of life’ I was scared of losing the memories I cherished, the people I loved, I was scared of the loneliness which once comforted me, That darkness will ever haunt me I could feel those shadows chasing me, I didn’t ever want’em to grab me, “Go away! Don’t rush me!” I wish I knew back then it was lucid, It was the hardest my heart ever pounded, Once I tripped, I laid stranded. Uneasy by the situation, I grabbed on something, Unbelievably, that thing could speak!? “What you’re dreaming?” that thing asked, I stammered, “Has the world ended?”
Inspired by a terrible dream that woke the hell out of me
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15/F/Asia
Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 5:22 AM UTC
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