Everybody has dreams
Some good, Some bad
But no two dreams are alike
Each dream is a special creation.
Some having stories and adventures
Others just pure imagination.
People don’t realize that the kindest suffer from horrifying dreams.
Haunting them each night and sometimes in the day.
Depicting every move as if it were to be their last.
Except they pretend like their dreams are pure
They mask it with helping others
The more they help the more they seem normal.
But each night is another fight.
Staying up long nights
Talking to friends and convincing themselves they are awake.
Music and tears fighting the urge
But only sleep grows near
Nightmares win every night
Luring them in inch by inch till they can take them in a complete swallow.
Walking zombies in the day and rag dolls at night.
Their mind is a battlefield for their nightmares to play
Except for the nightmares make all the rules.
Each person wants to make a world of their own
But for others it gets a little out of hand
To the point they can’t take back control.
Monsters ruling everywhere.
Dreams come and go.
Some good, some bad
But they are never here to stay
Moving to the next person one by one
Like a virus spreading from friend to friend.
Not stopping until it’s infected everyone.
You aren’t the first and won’t be the last.
Dreams can change.
People die
People live
In dreams anything can happen
Even the worst of possibilities
But that doesn’t mean it’s the end
Some good and some bad
The person can decide.
Dreams don’t last forever.
Anything can happen
About the Creator
Natalie C..
I am a young writer who lets her creative flow through her writing. I tend to write on the darker side of topics because a lot of people don't. I have a darker imagination than most people.
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