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Click hereClosing my eyes before going to sleep, I had a dream that my life was empty and far from complete
Dreams of people talking, I think to me because I can see lips moving, but I really had no clue
Dreaming about young girls with short blonde hair, so confusing and frustrating living a life speculating and interpreting these discombobulating dreams
My mind is in constant wonder, slowly taking me under, but I won't fall I'd rather build walls and run from any call that's telling me my time is up
A girl struggling in muddy water and everyday gets a lil harder trying to supress or put to rest this thing we call 'habit', we all have it, if not it would be kinda hard to fathom it
In my dreams I see a mother crying; She's in a car and I'm not far, I'm in the back seat saying, "It's about time we meet."
Now I'm awake and no longer asleep, my dreams can be a bit deep especially, when the strong attack the weak
Endless dreaming and my hearts clinging to unconscious images that damages anything that I'm wishing
These days im writing everything down, giving praise these days just isn't the same
I'm looking another way; My mind has strayed for the better
Feeling caught or even captured in these dreams
No way out; No reason to shout and not expecting any love in this pathetic love drought
Dreams that glue my mouth shut; stuck in a rut
It's amazing how true words can leave another judging without really knowing, but if I tell those same words in myth, what am I left with?
Silence. But I think I like it.
Should I pray for a brighter day?
Nah. I have a feeling that it will be okay
May be weird to some but I call him the "WISDOMOUSONE"