a nightmare

It is night.
People sleep at nights and so do I.
I sleep and suddenly in my dream
I find myself in my old room.
It is dark here
Like in the basement near the front doors.
I lay on my bed trying to discern something in the dark
But it is hard.
Slowly I can see shapes.
I see a desk first.
When I was a kid I used to sit behind it
Eating in my room alone
And my sister ate in hers.
I see a window, a radiator, a closet, the ceiling
And then
Out of sudden
I understand that I’m not in my bed anymore.
My body floats in the air
Weightless
Motionless
And it keeps raising
Higher.
Higher.
The ceiling gets closer
And as I understand that it can’t hold my helpless body
The feeling of pure terror comes.
A scream
Bursts out of my mouth
But I can hear no sound.
The ceiling is getting closer.
I keep shouting.
The room is quiet.
I don’t know what is behind the ceiling
But I can tell that there is nothing good for me out there.
Please.
Please.
Make it stop, I’m so scared.
I don’t want to go there
I don’t want to go
I don’t want to.
The door opens.
A group of people without faces comes in.
They have black hair
Black bodies
No eyes
No mouths
Nothing.
I scream
‘Please, make it stop! I don’t want to go there!’
They stand for a minute, silent
And then
Pull up their arms
Which remind me the image of dark matter.
They grab my hands, my legs,
Put their arms around my stomach
And pull me down.
I feel relieved, because I’m not floating anymore
But then I understand that they still don’t have faces
And wake up with a feeling of slight anxiety.

24.09.2018