Posted by god-damn-cat on Mar 29, 2011
I found myself somewhere unknown to me. The place is pitch black, like light never existed. Despite of this situation, I can see things. Whenever I close my eyes I can see shadows of things, silhouette. Like an infrared that sends images based on temperature. Im not the right person to explain this, but it is like that. I can see the huge log blocking the way. Branches that have sharp thorns, and the knee-high mud grabbing my feet. I knew I was in a swamp, and that there's a small hut maybe a kilometer away, and a person in that hut waiting for me.
I carefully walked through the unforgivable swamp. My hands anxiously touching the things I see infront of me as to not to further wound myself. The mud continuously grabbing my feet. I feel so weary. But all these things would come to an end. I can see the small hut. A shabby small hut that a small amount of wind could blow it apart.
I knocked twice to the wooden door. Someone stirred inside.
Mama, mama, Im here. I came.
Shhhh, keep your voice down. Come inside.
Inside the hut is still dark, but I can feel warm fingers touching my face.
I knew you'd come. You are tired. Come, rest now. And she let me sleep on her lap.
This was the dream I had when I was in elementary. This is one of those dreams that wouldn't want to fade away from my memories. Time is 12:12AM, I can't sleep. The Sandman is late.
Note to Sandman: Hurry up and put me to sleep already lol.