My son
i had a pretty bad night. the dream i had was really disturbing in a way that made me hate myself just a little bit more.
I had a son. he looked sort of like me. he kept committing suicide, same boy different ways.
every time he died i would get younger to his age. i would start to have feelings and fears that i have now crowding around in my head. in the dreams i would vomit and pass out, and i would return to were ever. sometimes it would be the fish market. and i would have my son their, playing in the back. i would later find him with a knife in his through or some shit like that. and it'll continue like that till i finally woke.
the last one had me driving my son to my old high school, rio mesa. it was the only one that i saw my son kill himself. he took a knife and shoved it into his chest, stabbing his left lung. i pulled over and watched him die. i did nothing in the dream to ease him as he bleed to death.
when i would see him alive he would seem happy, cheerful and just perfect. he would say thing like giving advice. advice that was innocent and seemed obvious.
i really hated this dream. it definitely ranked among the highest in fucking me over.
this just shows what a pathetic person i am.
I had a son. he looked sort of like me. he kept committing suicide, same boy different ways.
every time he died i would get younger to his age. i would start to have feelings and fears that i have now crowding around in my head. in the dreams i would vomit and pass out, and i would return to were ever. sometimes it would be the fish market. and i would have my son their, playing in the back. i would later find him with a knife in his through or some shit like that. and it'll continue like that till i finally woke.
the last one had me driving my son to my old high school, rio mesa. it was the only one that i saw my son kill himself. he took a knife and shoved it into his chest, stabbing his left lung. i pulled over and watched him die. i did nothing in the dream to ease him as he bleed to death.
when i would see him alive he would seem happy, cheerful and just perfect. he would say thing like giving advice. advice that was innocent and seemed obvious.
i really hated this dream. it definitely ranked among the highest in fucking me over.
this just shows what a pathetic person i am.