Falling

April 5th 2014

When I was little I had dreams of falling down forever never stopping.

(I never see the end to where I would stop)

I never know why I dream of falling forever. It was always, always, falling.

(It was never ever flying like birds yet falling with no end. )

It would be a continuing chain that never ends.

(It was a confusing chain of dreams that I keep remembering.)

It would start out somewhere normal but then I trip to fall down endlessly to wake up on my bed.

(As I was drenched with sweat.)

Only to realize I was still dreaming as I fall through my bed.

(to only fall once more and more in every dream)

The End

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