Everything hurt. Every bit of my body was in pain. To top it all off, it was really dark. Now and then I would see figures but pain would shoot through me before I could concentrate well enough. I wanted everything to stop. I wanted everything stop. I wanted everything to stop!
And finally, it did. Everything fell silent and I felt numb. I could feel warmth around my arms. I felt soothed and relaxed. I still didn’t see, but my ears were alert, and I hear a quiet and soothing hum.
“Hush my child; it’s all just a dream,
There’s no need to fear, no need to scream.
I’ll be your hero, you’ll be my light
I’ll be your phantom, you’ll be my night
Together we’ll find a way to discover
A way to reunite and lose what we recover
It sounds all quite funny and hard to believe
That only a day ago you learned to deceive
The people who cared, the people that played
This little game of life that feels like a charade
You be my hero, I be your light
Together we’ll break day and continue to fight
Listen to my words, composed in a lullaby
Every pain and feeling will go and fly by.”
After the words, a hum was just heard. Occasionally you would hear the verse “You be my hero I be your light,” or “Every pain and feeling will go and fly by,” then the some melodious hum would be heard, until I finally felt myself drift to a feeling of sleep.
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3:13am
Here I go again waking up around the same time. I swear that was a really short dream but it seemed to have taken quite a while since I went to sleep at eight, but maybe I was just hallucination. Since I was wide awake once more, I grabbed Dew Drop and typed in exactly what had happen which really wasn’t much. I didn’t have to add in a lot of detail since most of the time everything was black or a big blur, but the song sure stuck in pretty well. I had a feeling that it was going to stick in my head for the rest of the day.
I fell asleep rather quickly right after I hummed and sang terribly the lullaby. I didn’t really get to hum/sing the whole song. I fell asleep rather quickly. I wonder if anyone ever remembers the whole song or they just sing what they remember. Maybe the can only sing the parts where they started to dose off the song is never complete. That’s why there was humming afterwards. Maybe in the beginning when the original creator made the song, it was super long and got shorter as each generation passed. But then again that is one of those questions that will always go unanswered.
I headed for the kitchen where I found a cheerful mother singing an equally cheerful song. She was making omelets this time.
“Hey, mom, what are your thoughts about lullabies?” I asked as I climbed the counter
She grew stiff, “What do you mean?”
“Like the one that are passed from generations, do you think they get shorter every time?”
