𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚜

Vision

I see my mom by the bedside,
She keeps calling my name,
Scared, I roll up in a blanket and hide.
Last night, in my dreams she indeed came
She smiled, came closer and caressed me.
She said she is not suffering and carefree,
Everything felt real.
Until, Dad said it was my Vision,
That's when my world came into Collision.