Dreams are very vexing
They can rule us, tame us, and make us think why we're really here? Last night I had a very vexing dream once again and it made me as "why?" Once more but waking up made it worse i felt so empty I couldn't stand so I only wanted to dream again hoping the next time I awoke it would be better, so there I lay drifting off to sleep thinking of nothing and nobody laying in the dark, bundled up in the blankets, surrounded by stuffed animals, my eyes closed, slowly but surely, drifting, breathing changing, becoming slower, becoming more peaceful, as I finally went back to the land where I feel most at peace.
