A dream...
Me and atrix were haning out in one of the trees it was around 2:30 to 3:00 and the sun was starting to set."well i guess its time for me to go atrix" maybe we can hang out tommorow and hang out with the other girls..." "are you sure you have to...
A Simple Dream
A poem i wrote this morning after a dream i had last night, dedicated to my dog patches. last night i dreamed a simple dream, but it still has me crying. that you were laying by my bed, mere hours after dying.
Reoccurring bad dream
#11 of my weird and wild dreams i've had this bad dream at least twice now, and it's really bothering me.
The Nightmare of Nightmares
Jade exclaimed, leaking to hug his dream friend. "it's been so long." "yeah, i know. this place is changing, who or whatever is causing these weird dreams obviously got tired of watching you happily live your old life.
I go crazy in a dream!
I don't know why i had this dream, it felt so real too, i woke up and actually thought i killed someone, it was scary, yet... fun...
Abyss
This is one of the dreams that i had a few months ago. no sexual stuff, just weird dream stuff. i awoke. my lungs cracked and wheezed as air filled them. dark grey ash covered my body, and i hacked up mounds of soot trapped in my chest.
Being a furry is working into my dreams... With funny results
#1 of my weird and wild dreams i'm sure it was bound to happen. another dream of mine, started weird, ended furry and weird. how in gods name does my dreams come up with this?
Journey (The Gate)
An impenetrable barrier to my dreams. oh what anguish. what loss. what failure i would feel. my hopes may be dashed forever, and i'm left a crumpled, useless, broken thing, because of it.
Autumn Dream
#13 of poetry i had a dream the other day in the cool room, curtains swaying gently shadowing the light entering the dim room in the cool room, rested soundly, in a dream.
Witch Published
Usually, my dreams come and go with little notice. a few, however, stick around for a while. this story is an account in first person view of one of a few particular dreams that refused to stop repeating themselves until they were written down.
Dispersal of the Prince
"humans see only themselves, moving ever forward in their fever dream of progress--and they will consume everything in their ambition. but there is another option--a slower one, more calculated one. we can go backward. explore routes we've overlooked."
Dreams of You
I cannot forget your face, i cannot recall your name, you are just a phantom of my dreams, yet, i love you all the same.