I stand alone on

One side, my family on

The other, my head is spinning

And darkness is rolling in behind me.

I have to make a decision, but I don't know

What the question or problem even is. I'm just

Filled with a sudden need for action, but what action

Is it? I don't know, and I feel scared and horrified that there

Is nothing to do. I want to run, but my legs will not move as I

Hear the distant rumblings of thunder behind me. I can hear them 

Shouting now, distant and windswept, so I cannot discern what the words

Are that make them up. I scream, but no sound comes out whatsoever. And 

Then, right as the clouds reach me, I finally scream. But now I am awake, sitting

Up...on the edge of a stormy cliff with darkness rolling in behind me, decisions to make.

I dream

Always

Nightmares filling

Each and every hour

Until I wake

They are gripping

Haunting

And always moving

I am on a bus

Or a train

Or a plane

That hurtles from

One place to another

Maybe I know where

Those places are

And maybe I don't

That's the only variable

Sometimes I actually recognize

One of the places from

Another dream I had at

Another time

I still have the road map

Or the flight path

Etched

Upon my mind

Other times I could be

Anywhere

Nowhere

It doesn't matter

There's just the fear

That moves with me

But of what

I can't always say

I think I am still searching

Searching for who I want

To be

And what I want

To say

My nightmares throw me

From one place

To another

In the race to find

Myself

Before it is too late

And I am gone

I would hate

To leave this world

Never having established

My place in it

And having done something

Worthy

To leave behind

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If you've ever had a dream where you hit something, your soul just jumped back into your body.

I'm a jumper. It's just one of those things about me. If you were to watch me, you'd see me jump at least once a day. My shoulders shrug, sometimes intentionally, sometimes uncontrollably. It's annoying and extremely embarrassing. It almost makes me not want to fall asleep in class. Almost. But, I'm overworked and undercompensated, so my head often slumps onto the desk and darkness overtakes my classrooms.

I don't often dream, and whenever I do, they are the dreams of an artist. Spider cloaks on disfigured aliens. Clocks swarming me. People lying dead from a second Holocaust. Bees talking to each other as they tower over Manhattan. A murderer staring me straight in the eye, blood still covering his face from his deadly dead, before he dashes into the distance. I guess you could say I watch to much TV. I read too many books. I think too much. All are true.

My dream often end one of two ways:  someone screaming my name to get me to do some mediocre task they could've done in twenty seconds or a sudden solid impact. I'd speculate to say everyone has them. Those dreams where they are falling from a building, and suddenly hit the ground. Only, I'm never falling. Well, as of lately, I haven't fallen. The earth just creeps up on me as a lion does its prey, then, when I am good and comfortable, its ass has slammed into my rib cage, and since my reflexes aren't very awake, I seep into the earth's ass crack only to awake minutes later in my bed.

The awake ones are the worst. I feel as though everyone is staring at me. I could just be standing still and all of a sudden jump. It's irksome, and I feel like a crazy person. Sometimes, I wonder what happens. Did I probe too deep into the universe? Did I accidentally see God? Did I go into another reality? I guess I'll never know since it's all gone in a flash.

When I was a child (aged 5 or 6) I used to dream of a cardboard box which seemed to breath in and out, then things would fly from it, like bits of paper.  Not a nightmare but it always gave me an odd feeling of being worried.  t made me all anxious and scared, no idea why.

I also dreamt of a bucket, which consumed people and half way through the dream it changed into a man eating goat.

Ummm then a windmill with guinea pigs on each step, hundreds of them!

Then it was moving into a new house, but the house would have strange rooms, loads of them and always be damaged with damp etc

Weirdest one is, I am n a bathroom and there is something in my eye, so I go to the sink look in the mirror...pop my eye out, put it in my mouth to clean it and accidentally drop it down the sink!