Written a few weeks ago:
I had this dream that haunts my sleep as of recent. I am at my own funeral and no one outside a few remnants of friends are there. Most belived that it wasn't worth thier time to see me off one final time. I begin screaming so loud that I hope it goes through the veil between the world their in and the one I am trapped with in alone. I hope its something they hear in their dreams and haunts them......
But suddenly I am shook awake. These arms wrap around me and a voice whispers "Its ok, shhh, I got you." These arm are warm and inviting. There is love with in the words this voice speaks. There is a knowing that these arms can protect me from the darkness that invades my being. As I nestle close to this body the arms hold me tight until my sobs fade. Thinking my comfort will leave me soon, I am shocked to find those arms still holding close. To still hear the voice soothing my soul. This body engulfs my small frame, in comparison to its own. I know that as long as these arms hold me nothing of this world or of my broken mind can ever hurt me. I am safe....
Sadly though, these arms holding me, this body warm next to mine, and this that chased away my fears are only an illusion. A simple dream for a being lost and broken. This protector is only momentary, it will never love me or be there forever. This realization forces me back to reality, and makes me watch this body turn into a whips of a fading dream. Though it may linger next to me for days to come, these days are limited and its a fact I must confront. No arms protect me, no voice soothes me, no body is warm next to me and regretfully, no being loves me. This momentary paradise is simply a hopeful dream in my broken mind....
For dreams for me are just an illusion.
