Most dreams are all the same
A bunch of colors mixed together
So that when you wake up
You don't remember it
But are still engulfed with a sense of tranquility
Except this one
A dream of a life ended too short
Of how she was sent to hell for it
The sorrow and fear that filled her soul
Oh how it pained me to watch this
Though as the dream continued a hero came
It was her Savior
He rescued her
Saving her from the land of the dead
Giving her eternal life
And bringing her to live in Heaven forever
Nov 28, 2012
Nov 28, 2012 at 10:19 PM UTC
Most dreams are all the same
A bunch of colors mixed together
So that when you wake up
You don't remember it
But are still engulfed with a sense of tranquility
Except this one
A dream of a life ended too short
Of how she was sent to hell for it
The sorrow and fear that filled her soul
Oh how it pained me to watch this
Though as the dream continued a hero came
It was her Savior
He rescued her
Saving her from the land of the dead
Giving her eternal life
And bringing her to live in Heaven forever
This is based on the dream I had last night and was told to write about.
