I had a dream last night.
That I screamed till my lungs filled with blood.
I wouldn't stop.
And I didn't want to stop.
And then I woke up for real.
And I screamed.
I screamed until my parents came into the room and started yelling my name.
Until my parents begged me to stop.
And once I was done.
I smiled and laughed.
And I got up and got ready for the day.
And everytime my parents would ask me why I was screaming.
I would look them in the eye and tell them because I needed it.
I don't fucking care.
