The constant ticking.
Falling down a deep dark hole
Once again...
A nightmare,
woke up with a sweat.
The walls start to pour over my soul like I was in a painting.
Again... That ticking sound
the ceiling starts to drip
the most horrible sounds are coming from the cellar
persistent and unhuman,
when I start to get closer, it immediately stops.
The stairs become a tight rope,
my fear of heights escalated quickly,
Turning my heartbeat into something nonhuman.
The rope is becoming more narrow.
I try my best to get across.
I look back from where I stand,
no turning back now.
I lose my balance.
I start to fall down a dark hole into the abyss,
Once again...
I wake up out of breath with a pain in my shoulder.
The sun is beating down on my face.
I can feel sweating dripping off my back.
I get up and look around.
Such a beautiful place.
I see a young deer and it's mother playing in the long green grass.
Up ahead there are birds flying every which way.
All of a sudden the birds disappeared.
The deer are gone without a trace.
All animals were gone,
to the point where all that was left,
was me.
The sky turned a horrible black color.
Tree branches rustled behind me,
the dark forest had yellow eyes,
as I turned around figures started to approach me.
Wolves.
Their eyes gleamed a ferocious yellow color.
I run into the forest.
I can hear the pitter-patter of raindrops on my hoodie.
Once again my heartbeat turns into...
Oh gosh, they are really close.
I can't hear them.
Wake up. Wake up.
This is all just a dream.
I stop running.
Silence.
I see one of the wolves, yet it isn't a wolf at all.
I wake up instantly.
I wake up instantly, drenched in sweat.
I walk to the kitchen and pour myself a cup of coffee.
It's still dark outside.
"Max! Come here!"
The tiny pup comes up to me.
I pick him up and turn on the TV.
