Dead Snakes

 

I dreamed of dead snakes

Stepping over them with bare foot

With every snake deserved a look

Finally an outlet

As the fear set

A sloped dirty hill to climb down

To only find

It had no stepping stones

Hands blistering from the weight of my bodies fear

Now it’s clear

If I climb back up I have to face the snakes

And be brave, to get back to clear ground

Struggled back to top, over looked a rock

An Alligator blocks

Bumpy exterior and the tough shell he reveals

He doesn’t even know I was there, I sense

His eyes closed to the world, I should have surely slide down this hill

The pain of no escape plan makes me ill

Now realizing I’m not real skin and sky meet reality of abnormal beauty

So I wake up and thank god I was only dreaming

How dreams become reality in 2 minutes

You start thing about weird s**t like is my life a dream that I wake up out of

in the real s**t THAT I dream every night

Maybe are  dreams are life

And this fake structured reality is passively the dream

That I keep avoiding

Raw thought and undefined emotions HIT

As I walked back to my dorm

There it is a dead snake right in dreaming form

I dreamed of dead snakes

Or

Did I?

Author's Note

try to ignore grammer I woke up from a dream and wrote this, it was something I dreamed about and really foun important for me to write about...so idk

Reviews

[JustKeith]

A good read even with said grammer.