That nightmare was deep
I don’t dream that often and maybe it’s a good thing; but when I do dream though (when I can remember them), its wild, imaginative, shocking, dreams that leave you shaking your head. So here she was laying there peacefully, deep in her sleep; she mumbled “speak to me”, so i said something brief; she woke up; opening her eyes, so I asked what had happened; She said “You had died”, I broke out laughing and she yelled at me for doing so; Then went on saying “You stopped breathing, and died without feeling pain”
All perplexed and confused, I looked at her disbelieving, as she swore in vain; I asked “Why are you crying?”, as she went on to reply saying, “B I’m not lying, and this is goodbye, so just so you know, I’ll miss you the most but you have to let me go, your nothing more than a ghost.”
I thought nothing more of it, as I laid my head to rest; it was released to the public, in the local news press, all the major websites around the world “During the hours of last night, he fell asleep to his death.” I couldn’t believe what I was reading, how could this be? Have I lived for no meaning? Is this all God had for me?
The sun-light faded to grey and the walls became black… I started screaming “hey!” but nobody yelled back… Began to lose focus, I begged for God’s grace… Thinking to myself it was hopeless and that there are no gates. My eyes blinded shut, this must be hell. The nervousness in my gut, beginning to swell; suddenly I heard a voice, though it wasn’t real clear but enough to rejoice and hope that they hear… So I called out “speak to me”, and then I opened my eyes… She said, “You weren’t sleeping peacefully, for what reason why?”I smiled as I answered “I had stopped breathing and died in my sleep”..Looking at her relieving…”That nightmare was deep”…