Asleep

[emma]

Like an ant,
it is bound to
the ways of
its world.
It follows its
instructions
and marches through
each day.
The ant is slowly
but surely dying,
it will absorb
to dust.
This world is an
ant colony.
We live for the world,
then we just
die.
We are absorbed
where all the
ants go.

So I fall asleep and
I dream of
fire burning.
And then I fall down
like ashes from
the sky.
My body bleeds like
it is nothing,
un-valuable.
And the screams sound
so loud,
almost like it's not
a dream.
Almost like for me
it is all over,
like this is hell
and hell is death.
But it must be
a dream…

Just a dream…

"Pinch me"
But no one pinched...

And after the dreaming
the only thing I knew:

I am suppose to wake up