Broken Dream

I
Stroking my hands…the sensitive and tender veins – like in the childhood – I got that strange satisfaction.
I didn’t want to open my eyes…it was not a dream…it was not the reality…
Who woke me up?
The Wish?
What Wish?
The Dream was broken…
I felt so energetic – like in the morning – like at 5 o’clock, when the God gives me his neurons…
But it was NOT the God who woke me up…
I FELT that!
What time?
1:48 a.m.?
The mobile must be broken! – like my dream.
I turned it off, then turned it on again – THE SAME!
What’s going ON?
It’s telling LIES!
I don’t believe!
I feel it’s 5 a.m.!
I took ANOTHER phone – 1:54…
I have to sleep…but someone stole my dream!
Who WAS that?
And for what was DONE?
I feel it’s HIM…don’t dare to shake the air with HIS name…
What do You want?
Go to the Hell!
And give me back my Dream!
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 Our Father, Who arе in heaven! Hallowed be Thy Name. Thy Kingdom come! Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread! And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.

The head gets heavy…2:37 – still a.m. eyelids are falling on the knees and close the truth of this night from my brain.
Why did He come….I still don’t know…but being afraid, He left my dream in peace… The heart calms down – slower – slower….The eyes are tired – more and more…I’m breathing deeply…. What else do I need at 2:46?....................
 
II
I woke up with the disaster feeling!
The day will bring me something bad.
I feel the smell of tears…the bitterness of their taste…
I got the letter from my lover – he wished a happy day to me…
I answered with the cold tone – I felt my heart was beating slowly…
I answered – the day is going to be bad!
I looked around – the room was filled with mournful light.
The Sun was hiding in the clouds for loosing the chance to witness my destruction. The rain was beating cruelly my face…the wind was blowing me to hurry…
Oh my Irritation! Where do you come from?!
The fragrance of the broken dream is flying in the air…
My intuition prepared for the pressure…
The day was going…nothing special…
The servant found me – “Your letter”.
He’s cutting my heart with the knife of his coldness…
He’s pushing my soul to the mud…
Destruction!
My brain doesn’t work…
The headache arrived…
I clenched my fists…
The nails were cutting palm to blood.
He’s leaving me…
He left me…
He has done…
He killed conception of the love in me.
 
III
Who is he to touch my heart?
Who is he to boil my blood?
He’s a fly which got to my home just by chance…
I tried to kill that irritating insect…
But it was so insisting and escaped from angry me.
That I decided not to fight…
I didn’t know that fly was smart!
The time has passed…
I used to that my guest…
It was the first who I saw opening my eyes.
It was the only watching me asleep.
I just got used to it…
The strange attraction woke up in me…
I liked that fly…it was a dog devoted to master.
It brought the happiness to me! BUT!
ONE day! It injured me and flew away!
It poisoned my blood and just escaped – ran through the opened window!
I’m bleeding here lying in my bed… I’m begging God to help me… ……………………………………………………………………………………….
 Our Father, Who are in heaven! Hallowed be Thy Name. Thy Kingdom come! Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread! And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
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The poison will soon evaporate from blood – I know, I just believe, I’m sure!
Right now I’m weak but soon I will get stronger…
I need 3 hours…till the dawn…