Earliest Blog Ever (for me anyways)

Sleep was broken -- dreams of the "unkind" kind
keeping me restless
awake
Dream #1
Churches, warmth, practice, my friends,
and little me
waiting in the pews
screaming, uncontrolled
waiting, praying,for someone to help me
cast this thing out,
everyone just staring
eyes hollow
like no spirit lives there.
Frist wake up
feeling restless, quiet distress, shaken
I try to pray, brains fuzzy so
all i can remember
"The Lord is my light and my salvation, whom should I fear, the Lord is the stronghold of my life, of whom shall I be afraid"
I cast it away
drift back to sleep
dream #2
awake, early, strange dawn in the air, like when it's summer and it's early but the sun is getting ready to spill her light on the earth and everything is pink, orange and glorious.
and in my house, my living room, I sit, early, and I see her
standing, straight, slender, monotonous, hollow and haunting, dusty like she's been standing in the elements for years not moving, all faded.
She stares back at me, peircing deadness outside my window, on the other side of the street, and at first
I think
there's no way she should be looking at me....
and only when I wake up it hits me.
She wanted to come back in.