Absent Minded
Poem from my nightmare last night
fingerprints
lightly feeling my skin
bliss
soft touch like a prick
numb hands
drop drop drop drop
blood
4 fingers fall to the floor
i love you
but i should go
****Yup poetry in my dreams, there were different words in my dream poem, and it was better written, let me put it this way, my nightmare was soo awful i woke up screaming
and in the book in my dream there was a picture of a crimescene where there were four fingers on the floor, and this whole poem is the way the serial killer in my dream killled his prey
after reading the poem and seeing the picture, things began happening around me and i was next, i was laying in bed in my dream saying this poem i couldnt get out of my head softly feeling my skin.......in a euphoric intrigued state
i repeated this and the poem put me in a trance in my dream, drop drop drop, i cut my fingers off and woke up screaming with the real vwersion of the poem stuck in my head.....im still freaked i can't stop thinking about it, what if i go mental in real life sleepwalk and cut my fingers off?
lightly feeling my skin
bliss
soft touch like a prick
numb hands
drop drop drop drop
blood
4 fingers fall to the floor
i love you
but i should go
****Yup poetry in my dreams, there were different words in my dream poem, and it was better written, let me put it this way, my nightmare was soo awful i woke up screaming
and in the book in my dream there was a picture of a crimescene where there were four fingers on the floor, and this whole poem is the way the serial killer in my dream killled his prey
after reading the poem and seeing the picture, things began happening around me and i was next, i was laying in bed in my dream saying this poem i couldnt get out of my head softly feeling my skin.......in a euphoric intrigued state
i repeated this and the poem put me in a trance in my dream, drop drop drop, i cut my fingers off and woke up screaming with the real vwersion of the poem stuck in my head.....im still freaked i can't stop thinking about it, what if i go mental in real life sleepwalk and cut my fingers off?
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Poem from my nightmare last night
Poem from my nightmare last night
