“Who are all these people walking around in my head at night?”
I am dreaming, and they seem so real.
Some people I have encountered, and others that I have not.
How can I dream of people I do not know and have not seen with my own eyes?
Maybe I have seen them…
In another life or death.
Are they good, bad, evil, or saints?
I will only know if they visit my dreams again.
What if they never come back?
Those are the dreams I love to have.
For, in reality, it’s just me, my dogs, and my family.
I only socialize in my sleep.
© E.M. Kingston 2022 – All Rights Reserved.