Dreams

My dreams nowadays are irrelevant 

Earlier I dreamt of 

Of warm sun rays falling, in the cold winter afternoon, Sun rays depicting arrows shot randomly over the earth 

on my fragile skin. absorbing the warmth from the sun rays my skin sparkled with the melanin shade of it 

Of the cold ice cream in the warm summer wearing a loose shirt soaking wet by the heat provided by the sun.

Of spring leaves falling a cold breeze brushing my hair to the back. My lungs taking a bite of it. capturing its taste forever. 

Of lazy Sundays. with a leg on sofa and other on table. and a random friends episode on the laptop.

But now the days are gloomy. The dreams are confusing. The warmth stolen. I wake up in the middle of the night to catch my breath.

I am running in the direction I don't know away from people's I don't know. 

Breathing heavily my hands on knees again and again

I feel down again and again. I woke up again and again 

I realize i am falling in a pitch black 

but the dress I was wearing was white.

And it should have some dirt on it. I ran for a mile.Instead it was milk white

The stinging sensation of something felt on the lower part of my body.

Soon I was in a mud bath drowning by second.

People around me watching with a visible smily mask on.

Maybe they were concerned about my situation behind the mask 

But the mask not only hid their real expression but also their actions 

And again I ended with a racing heartbeat

My heart throbbing to beat out of my chest

Sweaty me standing tall in the middle of the night on the kitchen counter to have water.