Nightmares
So I take a sativa blend to sleep, mixed with some lucky chops sundry, if you know what I mean, and you might recognize that as my special cocktail. It opens up my eyes so I can see my Husband's guests. Normally I don't want to take my gift to sleep, but see when I dont...
Every night I have the same nightmare, a baby girl named Little Mary haunts me. She cries all night and tells me it's my fault she wasn't born. See just a bit after my husband launched for his tour, I had a pregnancy scare. Things were late. I was in such a panic, that it completely dead-angled me when I got word he had died in action. The emotional whiplash nearly broke me when a few days later my period started, several weeks late. Suddenly I wasn't carying my dead husbands' baby. Little Mary I was going to call her. Because she was going to be my little lamb.
Nate tells me she's not real, but every night I see her. Unless I take my cocktail. All night I dream I meet spirits able to pass through the labyrinth into the narrow walls of my dream. It is very haunting.
But at least when I wake up I know the ghosts that haunted me all night were real.