Dream

The sweat is pouring off me.
The winds are howling in my ears.
The snarling beasts are at my heals.
Reality has become twisted and wrong.
The shadows swirl and lurch.
The ground in weak and dry.
It crumbles and breaks.
I am falling.
And falling and falling and falling.
Then,
I jerk awake.

The ground is hard and cold.
The only thing real about that was the sweat.
Reality falling to pieces was real, too.
Whether or not you believe that,
is entirely up to you.

The sky is bleeding.
It poisons the ground.
Everything is falling to pieces.
My life might as well be over.
I can feel the heat leave me.
The cold sets in.
My body slowly freezes.
Trapping my soul with it.

I wait and wait.
Where is the light at the end of the tunnel?
Why is there nothing?
It this another dream?
I do not feel the falling,
nor the warmth that comes with.
So why is there nothing in Heaven?
Or is it just me?
Does everyone else get the Holy Treatment,
and I just get stuck here in this fake world?
'Cause that is what this is, a False Reality.
No Heaven or Hell.
But it's not Limbo either.
Just endless cold and black.

Reality has failed me.
It has shut it's doors to me.
Leaving me trapped in the World of Dreams.
My body is left for the Crows.
It is not worthy of a funeral.
My soul will never pass on.

The world has decided.
There will be no more dreams.
People have become nothing more than mindless soldiers,
and I want no part in that.
So, I let the cold take over and I leave.
Into a place of Dreams.
The light has finally come
and has delivered sweet peace.
Thank God for this.
May He rest my soul
in the place of Endless Sleep.

Hey y'all. This one is particularly special for me. Yesterday, one of my neighbors committed suicide. She was a great woman and will be greatly missed by everyone. I wrote this with her in mind. I hope that you like it. Who knows, maybe it's worthy of a review...

Sincerely the ever inSANe,

Synk