The Dream

out of blue

i thought it was dark, i thouhgt it was a total silent

but yet, someone appear before me

noises echoing in my ears. seems thing that i want to forget come back, again

not for the first time, but again

some one i know stand infront of me

and i'm surprised

'what are you doing here?'

'what do you mean?'

'why do you come back? are you seeking revenge?'

'i have no idea what are you talking about'

'dont play with me, why are you here? are you looking for me?'

'no, you are the one who is looking for me'

'me? no way . . . we are in Amsterdam! it must be you who come for me!'

'Amsterdam? look around you, it's not Amsterdam!'

i looked around, the street, the noises of motor cycle, those cadger

it's my homecountry!

'i . .. i dont understand, why am i even here?'

'i told you, you are the one who is looking for me, you told me that you are going to talk about something. now tell me'

'it's not even possible'

'it is, youre here'

'what have you done!?'

'what have i done? i'll tell you what i will do to you, until you tell me'

'tell you what?'

'tell me what you haven't told me'

'i dont even know what i wanted to say to you'

'just for you to remember, i will bring you here, every night, everytime you are dreaming, even you dont want it. but as long as you havnt told me, you will always be here, in every single of your dreams . . . . .'

and, it dark again, silent again

and i awoke

from a same dream

every single night

and dont have any idea

why am i  having this dream