This isn't a poem but I just woke up and need to write about this.
I had a dream, not a nightmare, an actually dream. And that might not seem like a big deal but it is for me. I can't even remember the last time I had a dream I woke up feeling happy from. So anyway in this dream I was going for a run and I ended up at cedar point. There I met up with one of my friends and we rode all the roller coasters. After, we went on the Ferris wheel but at that point my friend changed into a different friend. I kissed that friend. Then when I got off I was standing in a 7-11 parking lot, alone. A lady pushed me and I was then in the middle of the road. There was a car coming at me. I was scared. I jumped out of the way. Then I woke up.
For most people they probably wouldn't enjoy the ending of my dream but for me it was great. Most of the time I only have bad dreams because they always end with me about to die. Not this time though. This time I didn't want to die. I saved myself. This may just sound stupid to some people but I think it's a big deal. Yeah I know it's only one dream but it's all I've got.
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Poetry
PoetryI write poems. I decided to post them on here. Why? No reason. Just cuz I can. Maybe someone will like them. Or relate. So um enjoy, I guess :-)
