dreamless sleep
I slept quite fitfully last night. It seemed that I would begin to bridge the gap to dream world, finally submerge myself into the wonderful creations of my mind...then something would rip me back into my bedroom, chuckle, and sneak off before I had a chance to look at it.
I had a nice time last night. Everyone was wearing blood, people on stilts, blowing fire, ooh h's and ahhh's from the crowd, Bon Jovi blasting on the radio. I went home feeling content, even sort of relieved in a way. Why can't more nights end like this and who is that dream thief in my room?
I had a nice time last night. Everyone was wearing blood, people on stilts, blowing fire, ooh h's and ahhh's from the crowd, Bon Jovi blasting on the radio. I went home feeling content, even sort of relieved in a way. Why can't more nights end like this and who is that dream thief in my room?