The Obvious..

Nightmares.. Ever have them?

You know, Those dark areas you appear within your mind, and the scary creatures; the demons that seem to crash land their way into your head. The people you care about either in a load of trouble or on the first class trip  to getting eatin' alive. Well I've bet you've had many, I know I have. You see, nightmares to me, are like a vision of hell. The place where evil resides and where everyone you love just seems to get tortured in the beyond. But then again, its your mind, your thoughts that seem to create nightmares. You see, these 'dreams' are supposedly said to be worked off the stress you build during the day, or because you stuffed your face with ice cream, which so happens to be fully loaded with sugar. Is it a fact or a myth? Well they both seem to be correct among stages as nightmares that are created by stress is related to post-traumatic stress disorder, while nightmares being built off of sugar is also true. But is this really the reason we get nightmares? What if we hardly ever get stressed, or eat sugar? I mean, demons, people dying, parents enduring loads of torture, you fall or you die which ends up sending a jolt to the rest of your body making you wake up. The insanity that creeps into our heads like a disease and eats at all the bad memories in the past, just doesn't seem to be created off of that sugary goodness or the stress that builds up about getting good grades or living.

Tragedies in the past..

Ever dream of whats happened to you long ago? The past happenings that eat at your heart while your sleeping, the digital effects of what happened recreated in your mind. Everyone has, whether it was bad or not, the complexity of your mind when its in its dark hour. The moment you wake up screaming, crying, and calling out for someone to comfort you. Or perhaps you wake up in shock and cant quite fall back asleep because your afraid if it appears again. The vision of what you went through, the faces, the details, the pain all relived in your mind. And yet you still cant find a way to escape from it, the nightmare alone scares you so you cannot leave. You cant wake up. The suffocating feeling while your sleeping, and the cries for help which wakes your mother and sends her running into your room to comfort you, to wake you up.  Its that type of dream you've yet to tell your mother about, and yet you lie and just have her lay still with you and hold you so you can cry yourself to sleep. 

 The nightmare that makes your mother worry and stay in your room and watch you, listen to your 

breathing, and wake you if you cry out.  

The power of mind

Its the sort of power that scares you towards craving more and more of it. The nightmare that tells you who you are and can use all your weaknesses against you. Its the dreams that make you stop doing something, that show you what you've become and what you will turn into, the dream that tears your flesh from your body and shows you what hides beneath and how you are never going to be perfect.  Ive had these nightmares a lot, and whats scary is that I still do. Instead of the dreams scaring me, they each tell me something. Something dark, and something that makes me, Me. If you get scared of your nightmares, dont be. Its your mind telling you something, your mind that's trying to 'help', I guess you can say. In its own way of course. Ha ha. 

    The nightmares that send you quivering, crying, and holding tight to your pillow with fright. The dreams that scare you into believing something that your mind created. The refreshing shower of blood, the lovely scare of demons and other scary monsters, the laughing crowd without faces, the koala's chasing you down wearing lampshades as hats and having the audacity to have a clown painted faces and try to kill you with spoons. The people you love that endure pain, and suffering, the animals you've had in your past huge and abusive, and the vision of hell you've created. Its all your mind, its your thoughts, its you. Dont be afraid of it, or it will control you. Your all very strong, just believe in something better, being hugged to death by your teddy bear. Ha ha. 

 

Oh My!! Run for your lives!!! 

Heh..

Thanks for reading!!