I remember I was looking frantically for someone or something. And so I screamed and screamed, but there's no voice coming out from my dry throat.
I ran and ran, but there's no one in sight. And when I started panicking and crying, I fell down from a tall building.
That's when I wake up crying, sometimes shouting.
And when I open my eyes I cry even harder, gasping for air.
It's all happening again, isn't it? The same dream. Must it always have to be like this? Must I get used to this?
Monday, July 2, 2012
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