This is stupid, thinking these pills would help. I'm lonely. And I'm tired of feeling this way. Where are you? Won't you please please come find me again. You found me once, otherwise why would you be in the most sacred of places: my dreams. I want to know where you came from. Did you mark me for this?? Did you know what I was when you found me?? I don't want to be a vampire alone.
I was so tired of not dreaming. I wanted to see him again, this man I know so well in my dreams but have never laid my eyes on while I'm awake. So...last night I skipped my pill and went to sleep.
He was there. The same dreams as before, holding my hand when I was small, the same strange flash of light, the pain in my chest and in my head. His voice, asking me if I was alright.
It is the pills then. They're the reason why I can't dream of him anymore.
But I have to take them and I don't know what to do. When I woke up, and I hadn't taken the stupid things, I was trembling like I had palsy and I was freezing cold all day. Withdrawal sucks. That'll teach me to do it again. I can't figure out whether it was worth it just to see him again.
I don't dream anymore. Not since I started taking these stupid pills. Anti-depressants. They keep me on a twelve hour cycle. Twelve hours for sleep, twelve hours to be awake. I used to dream of him. Ever since I started these pills he's no where to be found. Where are you?
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