Literature
Lucid Dreaming
It's a beautiful thing, a lucid dream.
Freedom in your mind, control while in reality blind.
Here I shall tell a true story of what I experienced
I ran past the streets, left and right, looking for a way to escape.
Bullets were flying everywhere, eventually, I thought, one will hit me.
There it is; the pizza store.
I yanked at the doorknob.
There was a small, square sign on the door.
Closed.
I was trapped, nowhere to run, I might as well just get shot now
And I was right. One bullet did eventually hit me.
A bullet flew right through my chest, as I felt my life would now be over.
But
"What the...?" I aske