Nytemares

The last few days have been confusing... I had not really slept peacefully.. when I look to the skies its black.. I can see swirls of clouds.. that seem to form a cloak around the brightest of stars.. I have never witnesses the skies looking so dismal before.. I visited my Mother and told of it it..and she looked at me like I had 2 heads.. for she had not seen that bleakness that I had seen... she said the stars seem brighter to her than most nights.

This bewidlered me.. for I had not seen what seen what she had.. its the same sky.. I mean there is only one sky.. so what was it I had been viewing the last hand or so..

It was like a nothingness was incasing my world.. my pretty innocent world was being surrounded by black skies and grey clouds.. I had done something wrong.. offended someone.. had they betwixed me? Or was it something more.. I felt a chill that ran down my spine.. and it was not a nice feeling... it was like when you hear someone has died.. and it was someone you knew... It was a sadness that you could not describe.. but you knew it was there...

Maybe this was the end of my life and beginning of another one... Perhaps it was just the change from being so innocent to what life was really like... So many things have been said lately about how I need to step out on my own.. Maybe my mind is showing me that everything is not all sugar and spice.. and that there is a certain bleakness that can form when you are scared.. Maybe its just an omen... that I should I listened to when I was told by the old spex Harold not to dream so much.. and look at the skies.. maybe its punishment for disobeying..

But no it can't be.. is this what life really is like? Dark and forboding?.. Is this what happens when a butterfly is trapped in a web? Maybe if I close my eyes it will all be as it was... so I did..

I closed them tight.. and looked up to the skies.. and then opened them... I screamed at what I saw... I could feel the tears run down my cheeks... I could never tell anyone.. every what I saw this night... oh the blood.. I look at the ground... its everywhere... and I am standing inside a puddle of blood... I close my eyes once again... and slow my breathing... and pray when I open then it will be as it once was... but now I am afraid to open my eyes...