Dark
A house
The moon shining
Showing me the way
My escape guided by light.
White
The light
Shining on me
Filling me with hope
Running away from the house.
Man
Chasing me
I finally escaped
The large White House
With the gas filled room.
Dying
Suffocating now
Not breathing anymore
Re-build the lamp again
Turn it on, the gas dissipates.
Dreaming
Nightmare haunting
Man, dog, gun
Running for my life
BANG—I am no longer asleep.
Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 9:20 AM UTC
Dark
A house
The moon shining
Showing me the way
My escape guided by light.
White
The light
Shining on me
Filling me with hope
Running away from the house.
Man
Chasing me
I finally escaped
The large White House
With the gas filled room.
Dying
Suffocating now
Not breathing anymore
Re-build the lamp again
Turn it on, the gas dissipates.
Dreaming
Nightmare haunting
Man, dog, gun
Running for my life
BANG—I am no longer asleep.
I had this dream twice so I wrote it down
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