I have this dream
where I'm pushing up daisies
And everything around me
Falls silent
At first
My body feels fine
The ground is nice and cool
I'm at peace
There's a breeze
I know I'm in a hole
But I can still see the sky
The daisies sway
Then I fall
The whole gets deeper and deeper
Until I'm falling into nothingness
It changes
I'm floating
There's nothing around me
I'm surrounded by whiteness
I can breathe
Then I land
My feet hit the ground
Although I'm standing on nothing
Maybe I'm dead
Walking seems right
Soon I find my surroundings changing
I'm in a garden at a tea table
Set for two
There's no sky
Everything around is white
All but the breathtaking garden
A figure comes
She sits down
A petite woman in a sun hat
She pours us some tea
I just stare
I know her
She's blond and fair
Just as she's about to look up
It all freezes
I wake up
I can never catch my breath
It feels like I've been buried
Pushing up dasies.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 8:30 PM UTC
I have this dream
where I'm pushing up daisies
And everything around me
Falls silent
At first
My body feels fine
The ground is nice and cool
I'm at peace
There's a breeze
I know I'm in a hole
But I can still see the sky
The daisies sway
Then I fall
The whole gets deeper and deeper
Until I'm falling into nothingness
It changes
I'm floating
There's nothing around me
I'm surrounded by whiteness
I can breathe
Then I land
My feet hit the ground
Although I'm standing on nothing
Maybe I'm dead
Walking seems right
Soon I find my surroundings changing
I'm in a garden at a tea table
Set for two
There's no sky
Everything around is white
All but the breathtaking garden
A figure comes
She sits down
A petite woman in a sun hat
She pours us some tea
I just stare
I know her
She's blond and fair
Just as she's about to look up
It all freezes
I wake up
I can never catch my breath
It feels like I've been buried
Pushing up dasies.
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