The green stained grass brushed gently against my legs. I looked out into the ocean of flowers that had an abyss of colors. I took off into to the sea of hues, wading my way through the thousands of yellow Suns. All the colors reflected into my eyes painting a rainbow in my brain. As I waded deeper into the sea of flowers I began to see shades. The flowers had become darker and darker until they were the color of ash and coal. They no longer were big in bloom, open like umbrellas to the sky, but instead they were crippled laying burnt in the center of the garden. I gasped staring in awe at the dead decaying flowers, the ones that tried so hard to hang on to something, anything that would keep them alive. I cried, for how could something so beautiful have a center of cold death. I sat their in the darkness of a center crying until the garden was burnt into dust and was blown away with the wind. Now I stand in the middle of the desert where the sea of flowers once lay and I to was blown in to the wind and turned to dust.
I woke to my dream confused by the strangeness of it. It had such a strong meaning to it. So deep it was impossible to ignore it, impossible to stop it from sinking into my heart. I blinked several times trying to focus my eyes so I could see, but my brain was in a knot and my head was in a vacuum that sucked out my thoughts. I couldn't stop shaking, what did it mean what did that nightmare of thought mean, and why did it sink so deeply into my heart. I shook my head as if trying to shake the memory to the back of my mind so it may disappear. I couldn't stand it for nights I had had dreams that made imprints in my soul and this one had truly made a cut so deep that it would leave a scar in my heart. I laid my head back onto my pillow letting myself sink deep into the pillow, into a moment of peace. I closed my eyes shutting the world out of my sight and placing myself back into my own little world that was inside myself.
My mind began to stir again creating watercolor painting into the reality I want, no need. Again I found my self outside. The clouds were gone leaving empty space that enclosed the earth like a dome. It was clear blue domain that covered the world, but it seemed to stretch out farther in to eternity. I came to a small body of water, so clear I could see every detail of my completion shining back into my eyes. It was so still and glossy as the sun reflected gently off of it, I couldn't resist getting closer to the silvery pond, slowly I was drawn closer and closer to the water. I bent down by the water trying to see beyond the glassy surface, beyond the Peary glass liquid, but I couldn't see past its appearance. I couldn't look past the beauty of the clear liquid glass. I reached into the water letting it conceal my hand. It was icy and cold, freezing my hand through and through until my body felt of ice. It shot bolts of pain through me, sending chills up through my spine, killing me slowly until it got to my heart and I would lay dead in the pool of death. I wanted to take my hand out of the water but it had gone in to deep, and I couldn't get out of it. I slowly was dragged down under the surface, plunging into icy depths of blackness, being emerged into a pool of black icy cold death.
I woke up in a pool of cool sweat. I was breathing heavily gasping for breath. I was shaking all over, my body trembled in terror and my heart was ready to thump out of my chest. I wanted to run and hide somewhere safe but I couldn't move my legs. I was ready to run but I knew being 24 I was to old to be frightened yet I was. I calmed my breathing and slowly looked around the room trying to calm myself. I couldn't help but shake my nerves were on panic and my body was dead and icy cold I couldn't move I was overtook by fear, but slowly breath after breath I remained in a state of peace and once again fell into the clutches of exhaust. For there was nothing to fear, it was only a dream.... wasn't it?
