I can't sleep. Because I keep having this dream of the day I saw my dad die.... I still can't walk to visit him in his grave... the thought of him being maggot food makes me wanna puke.
The Dream:
My sister wakes me up and she's screaming ... I go in he room and my dad's strugggling to breathe the hospice nurse is patting my back... I scream...my dad has tears rolling down his face... and the monitor stops. I run out of the house and I sit in the tunnel b the park. my step-mom calls the police and they pick me up. i'm in trouble....and everyone is crying...except me... I don't move and I can't talk...I lie there for days...without even bliking...and I fade away....
All of this did happen,besides the fading away part....but this is why I can't sleep...
I need a drink so bad. I don't even care if it's O.E (old english) I just need something to knock me out...like christain brothers or brandy..
-/Christine//-
[affection.whore] · Mon Aug 21, 2006 @ 05:24am · 0 Comments |