My Dream
I am in a blackness, and I'm unable to see.
My arms are stretched out, as I stumble through.
I am afraid.
I have fallen many times, and I am in terrible pain.
Fear has left me, as I now explore,
with RAGE.
I am demolishing everything that I come in contact with.
I have a purpose now. . .
DESTROY. . .
I will be strong. . .
and all else will be broken!
What is this?
It is soft. . .
on my skin.
It has sound. . .
that pleases my ears.
I feel a warmth. . .
where I had been cold.
I have feeling. . .
that I beleived to be dead.
I feel breath on my eyelids,
and a sound in my ears,
"Open, My sweet."
I begin drifting. . .
my entire body tingles.
I feel so safe. . .
as if I am back in the womb.
I will NOT open my eyes. . .
I do not want this dream to end.
Written by Ted Bridges