dream or reality?

the smell of burned hair pinches my nose, and before i know it, my whole head breaks out in fire. my stomach turns as a warm red liquid flows freely out of my nose. your eyes tear into my soul, and leave me there all alone. this is so real . . . so scary . . . dream and reality go out for coffee, and sit together so closely that i can't even distinguish between the two. i fall so quickly. falling into nothingness, into nowhere. nowhere . . . nowhere . . . nowhere . . . nothing . . . nothing . . . nothing . . . and just as i'm about to hit the ground, i wake up, shaking and breathing faster than i ever have before. my ribs feel like they're crushing me from the inside out. i ache everywhere. reality is so overrated.

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