dreams
There used to be a time where my dreams would be freedom. All my wishes came true, where all happiness would come real. I'd be safe from pains and truths of everyday life while I was asleep. No more. The truths in life that swarm my head in reality finally came to me in my dreams. It was as if there would be no escape, even in my own mind. I used to believe that the nightmare stopped for me at night-but no more. I am now trapped in this double helix, and thus, now I have absolutely no way out.