domingo, 17 de octubre de 2010

How many times can I break til' I shatter?

I dreamt i was hiding at my place, because armed people were surrounding everything I know. Everything I AM. So there I was, at my restroom, with one of my sisters, the engines to my life. And suddenly they were there.. at our home too. We could hear them destroying everything we've grown along with, just tearing it to pieces... like if it was of no worth... although they were behind me, and I'm not sure why, they couldn't get to me, they actually left. I was so anxious to get out and see the mess they'd left me with, and then I woke up. Just like that. But what could this mean? Could the house have represented myself.. who i am..? and if it did, why am I being destroyed and by whom? And like in my dream, can I wake up from it all? Just like that?

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