The feeling that someone is always watching you, is something paranoid that most wish would go away.

The feeling the that a enormous weight is upon your chest, is something you so desperatly wish would disappear.

The feeling that you're utterly alone, that no one is coming to save you, is something that most pray will change.

Nightmare's are a common thing with me. They have become my friend when the nights have nothing to fill my epmty sleep.

Sometimes, they torment me, making me wake up screaming in agony. Sometimes, I welcome them with the hope that maybe I'll be able to feel something again.

Nightmares can become your best friend.

They say that the things that occur in nightmares, are subconscience fears and dreams mixed together.

The things that you wish you could have done in life, but didn't.

The things that terrify you most.

The  dirty secrets kept hidden in your herat, things that you hope no human being ever finds out about you.

All of it, coming at you with such full force, that you truly think and believe it's real.

When it's over, you awake with such a startle, that you could have sworn it was real.

That every horrible thing that tormented your mind did, in fact, happen and that it's going to jump out of the darkness of your room and continue eating at your very soul.

But then, the lights flicker on and you realize, it was just another dream.

Are dreams really ever are own?

Are nightmares really things that are made up of our deepest fears and desires that never surfaced in real life?

Is our mind, really ever our own?

I'm not a big fan of dreams.

To me, they seem like a fairy tale world that has no meaning whatsoever.

That everything is perfect, and nothing can harm you.

I prefer nightmares.

As morbid as it sounds, nightmares hold realistic things and feelings, not concontions that we have imagined to be perfect.

Everything is real, and yes, these are the things that matter most to you.

I normally have dreamless sleep, but when I do feel the urge to dream come upon me, I hope and pray that it will be a nightmare.

That way, when I wake up, I can at least say I dreamt of something important.

Nightmares.

Something every person wishes they never had.

Yet, I weclome them with open arms.

[To be fare, I had no idea this would come out of my brain. haha

And before you go asking, no, I 'm not depressed at all. Today, I'm actually relatively happy. For some weird, and bizzare, reason I felt like writing this. So here it is!

Hope you like it. :) Let me know in the comments what you think of it.]

-Kyla<3