http://community.rapverse.com/showt...d=1#post2224240


i think it's one of my best, but then again, it was a really odd dream...

I felt like I was dying today when I was lying in a haze//
My body was weak and light-headed as if I were flying away//
Vibrant rays shined through the sky and a dove met a rainbow’s arc//
A mesmerizing beauty was present, but as I became aware, it all turned dark//
Flagrance has taken the place of a vision as exquisite as lace//
Demonic beings waited at the gates as I began to set pace// (wordplay for ‘walk’)
I could sense that something was wrong but I chose to go on//
Because I was taught to be strong and felt like Desiree was coming along//
I embarked on my journey, entered and observed my newfound realm//
Minions slavishly working for their goliath patrons gathered beside an elm//
Mendicants grovel by the adobe perimeter and as the fiends approached to overwhelm//
I suddenly lost my sense of control and felt as though my movement I could not helm//
As I glanced at the peccant figures, they appeared to be performing a ritual dance//
Curiosity didn’t even cross my thoughts; I fell into a detrimental trance//
I began to ruin all objects strategically placed in my peripheral sight//
I felt with every thing I destroyed, I accumulated a preferential might//
Soon, the entire area was cleared, short of the devils and spears//
That I used to kill the minions that were less than half a mile near//
I saw a white light before me, but felt that black was being presented//
I heard screams of the evil beings when they viewed the color they resented//
Then I flash back to my childhood, I was sitting on the rusty swings without my hands//
That Desiree and I sat for hours while watching our feet draw dusty rings in the sand//
We used to compete for the highest level of space between the ground and our seat//
Then we would count to three, jump off the swing, and try to land on our feet//
But what I saw was simply a playground without anyone else around//
Hoping to talk with Dezi, I tried to see her but flipping myself upside down//
Suddenly, I felt white and saw black and heard only her voice//
Saying softly, “you can wake up Em, if that is your choice”//
I contemplated what to do however, my eyes automatically opened my sight//
I flipped out; I felt my eyes were at least ajar, but I couldn’t see any light//
And then I placed my hands to my face, and felt a mass of fur//
Then threw Tabitha off of me hastily, I didn’t care if I offended her//
I often ponder about the images when I observe repeated dreams//
But I’m smart enough to know that nothing is ever what it seems//


:::things to know:::
-Desiree usually called me "em" rather than "steph" (desiree was my best friend who died 2 years ago rip)
- "tabitha" is my cat