Good bye nightmare

Ones again I was searing down in an abyss full of fires that licked upon the stone walls.
What I was shearing for, I didn't know, but I had this feeling, that my heart needed some thing I dint need before. As I fall down in the hungry fires, I cud hear they whispered for food. Meat, human flesh to eat. And I didn't care if I was that food, because I wanted to find that thing so badly, that death was the only wall between me and this unknown thing.  And when I begin to see the end of this abyss, many hands take's me and hold me safe from the weary end.  I never see the faces of my saver's… And actually it is okay, because dead souls don't have any faces, which are worth to remember.  And so I scream, they scream. In the end, when my lungs can't scream any more, the only thing I can hear is the crying, the screaming, as the screaming is strangling me. And then I'm awake.

My eyes were wide open, and pure little salty tears dripped down on my cute little stuffed animal, it cried with me… three minutes I just sat there and glared in to my dark, dark room where night was the only thing to see. The shadows began to dance, the sunset is coming. When the sunshine comes through the glass, it was al so beautiful, so clear and full of life.  Just in one moment this beautiful world appeared before my eyes, and was burned in to my mind. Just like that, it was al gone. Just in one flash of light the hungry fires screamed to me ones again, and they're soft touch burned my skin away. It was al on fire, the cute little stuffed animals cried when the fire consumed them, I cud feel the pain and how they're suffered. I cud not scream or cry. The fires soft hand's was now so close to me that my pyjamas were burned away, now the fire plucked me in to the bones.  I cried to the weary end, when my heart was burned down, only aches were the remaining thing of this world that was.

When the moonlight began to shine trough this silhouette of life, and down on the wonderful dance of destiny, when the stars began to appear on the night heaven, the battlefield of life was made.  To the great beginning and the darkest end, I will be a bit of this great, great way named life.  With my heart in my hand, and blood tickling between my fingers I can still feel how it makes me feel alive, how wonderful it is to dance this dance of destiny on my own dance floor where my soul is a silhouette of a greater purpose than human flesh. How wonderful it is to watch the twilight and the first stars that appear on a dark blue heaven, and when the sunset makes the skies lovely pink, then it is time to go to sleep for a while, and soon, ones again, watch it all over again, just in another way than yesterday.