Today after I just meet up wit yogee, I started to walk towards my ride, and suddenly I had a flashback, I stopped in the middle of my stride and just stood there in the rain....This dream. This vision, image whatever you want to call it ran across my mind and as of late it has been constantly recurring within my mind...I have been purged with this 'dream' for almost 2 years now.....the 2 girls I care the most for watched my die I died in front of them.....I was all bloody and ragged the person who shot the fatal bullet was...well I feel like I know him but I can never make out his face...the dream varies sometimes for example one of the girls (I will not name which one) ends up dying but I live...barely....so till my dying day im full of grief and sorrow due to the loss of her......
There is much more to this dream I have given the most unhelpful.....description??? Truly I am at a loss of words...for this dream is just killing me on the inside....If I where to tell the whole dream....no I could not it is just far to disturbing.....
Yahya asked me (once I had gotten in the car) why I was smiling, and I just told him "becuz I am happy"... had he known me better, if anyone does, they would know I only laugh on the inside, my smile is just skin deep. If you could see inside you might just weep.....
Putting on the fake smile n laughin the fake laugh so nobody knows how I truly feel, I do it for them I do not want my sorrow to ruin the fun, to have them be worried....I have always been an independent person we come in this world alone, so surely we will leave it alone....
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Here's to all the POW's! CHEERS!
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