Just a dream
As I dream I see what’s happening but as reality I see it as a dream, but every aching night scares me. Every night I see him in a dream. He falls I die everyone die’s but after every night I wake up at 3:30 A.M. I fell as if I am being watched. I think to everything is not real but when we die we wake up from a life time dream. I wonder at the people that stare at me when I go on stage or in front of class. I imagine a world with out fears but freedom. As I look in the mirror I see a hand reaching for my innocence. Then the hand disappears like it was never there. I look around maybe there is a way out, some door out of this nightmare. I start walking then I come to a beach all of my dreams washed up on shore, balloons piano basketball hoop a car. Then light turned into dark as it rose I wondered what’s happening
