Traversing dreams

Dragons and paper cuts

with the wind in my back

pungent smells and stinging sensations

all is strange yet there's clarity

Fire and sores

destiny and sorrows

shadows slowly creeping

consuming light by mere presence

Gravity's growing strong

soon nothing can escape

oceans sink deeper

sky's glowing red

it's time

only one way out

riding my dragon to safety

or possibly woken by a paper cut

Author's Note

Criticize please!