i remember years ago i would have the same dreams multiple times.
each times it brings me back to the beginning,
gives me the chance to make a different choice,
although the outcome would always the same.
when i wake up, i would forget what the dream was about,
but the feeling of stress, being frightened still dwells.
lately i realized what the dream was.
it was me falling out out the sky,
i would start form the beginning everytime,
but the result would still be the same.
or maybe me falling is just a metaphor of what fear is,
we are given chances to retake our roads,
but with fear always present,
it wouldn't matter.
2 comments:
i've had the same dreams and i actually tried to find them again because you feel so alive when waking up, though i guess it affects people differently.
i used to have this dream, i could never remember the beginning but it always ends with me going through this wall/glass window, some sort of barrier with debris/shattered glass and little red pieces of something flying all around me, and then in the end everything i see becomes red
i am suspecting that it could be the metaphor or what actually happened at my birth
by the way i am adding you to my "inspiring people list"
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