the title of this blog..don't mind it, i got that line from the song "if i'm not in love with you" but i'm not in love or of some sort what i'd like to tell you about are my dreams~♫♪ it was only just a dream~
i really find dreams strange, the dreams i'm referring to are the ones when we're asleep. i hate it! i thought i have always been strong when it comes to dreams..bad dreams that is, coz it always happens to me where i'm in a bad dream escaping, running, flying, climbing, and there's nowhere to go, crying, sweating, breathing hard and all that at the same time, i can just tell myself hey! wake up! that's just a dream then i can get out. But in a nightmare, which now i can tell the difference between the two, it's all black even when i started praying nothing happens, i can't get out and then i think that i'm trapped so i started screaming the name of whoever i'm with, it happened to me twice so far i've called Robyn's and Tin's names. Unlike with bad dreams, i really find it hard to get out of that dark and i can't move my body, yet i know that i've been moving, kicking all my might but nothing happens. i still thank God that i get to wake up after that struggle. Nightmares happened to me twice on sleepovers, and i hope they won't happen again..i hope never again.
..and sharing that was hard coz i remember the feeling.
i better get out now.
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