I never asked to see them
nor do I rebuke
I accept the gifts that I’ve been given
to live and dream through visions
they’re not easy to read
nor do they come for free
they come with the cost of morbid and gory scenes
a scare to wake me from my sleep
as a way for me to remember the lesson that begs to be seen
with no possibility to claim ignorance
I’m blessed with a knowing
where time holds no relevance
I’ve already seen whats coming
and when it arrives i’ll smile and say
“finally, here you are, you’ve come a long way”
i’ll greet it with a kiss despite the bite
because regardless of the message
its still an insight