Lately, my dreams have been vivid and so real
I swear I can reach out and touch the people
I dream of those who have left this world
I am so happy to see them and I hear their voices
But, there is always a reason I can’t stay with them
I am filled with pure joy from our reunion
but the joy slowly leaks out of the holes in my broken heart
I wake to an empty room and the reality of my world
Anger, sorrow, and regret fight for dominance
In the end, I rise and fix my coffee
I am ready for another day
That is heartbreakingly beautiful. But we must carry on with the realisation that they are in a better place. Take care.
Thank you
Our dreams help us process our feelings
How beautiful and sad.