I keep having the same dream lately
I mean I used to get nightmares about it all the time
But now it's just 1 dream
That haunts me when I try to run away,
Find peace,
In the vast meadow that is my mind.
This dream is the fire that burns the meadow dead.

It's me. On the road. Alone, and panicked.
I escaped, made it out, alive but not yet safe.
It's midnight and the streets are black
And I'm trying to figure out where I am
When I see him behind me.
So I start running,
And he starts running
And he's gaining on you
Come on Julia! Get out! Go! Run! He's right there ******* sprint!
And I'm telling myself this
I'm telling my brain
To tell my spine
To tell my legs
To tell me feet
To ******* sprint
But they can't.
I can't communicate with my muscles for some reason
And it feels like my feet are sticking to the pavement
So I can't run faster
And I'm just watching him get closer and closer
And every single time
I wake up shaking, sweating, crying.
Helplessly defeated
By my own subconscious
So every night
I'm still afraid of the dark.