Dreams

What has happened?

Swimming against the tide, the rushing water spinning, spiraling towards the plug hole dragging me down.

I feel useless as i succumb to the forces that are pushing me under.

Her blonde hair, whips around her face like a fish caught in a net. Her eyes are staring at me with a blank composure, the piercing blue dulled to a milky tear drop. Her pursed lips, blood against her fair skin, drained of any emotion as she drowns.

Wailing around her, free from life are her limbs, clawing at the water as it escapes her every grasp and laughs at her meek attempt at saving herself.

Suicide blonde rips out her beating organ

as the pied Piper plays a song on her chest

music has left, Pandora's box is empty

that final jump blonde thought was best

Her chest is lifted abruptly into the air, her head thrown back as he gasps for one sip of air. Clawing at the sheets as they become loose, she tears them from beneath the matress. Breathing heavily and fast her eyes flick open and her surroundings embrace her.

The familiar smell of her inscense burnt room, the photos of her life.

One more dream as real as the prior and the one before that.