An Awake Dream

I lie my head down on the pillow, and think of a brighter day for the tomorrow. Drifting into my dreams, unicorns and daisies disappear, they turn into creatures and deathly defying things. I run and hide, but my fantasies are coming, I run more, no more, more, stop! I am swallowed into a falling maze, the bushes ripping at my soul, tearing at my presence. I run through to a dead end, where the bushes consume me. I fall into a forest, and the birds peck my left eye, until it is hanging at my shoulder, and I am silently screaming, but no sound. I am flown into a nest by a giant mother goose, and it feeds me to baby hens. Where am I? Awake! I am in the hospital bed, lying beside her, the one I shot, the one who took their life for their loved one, and I am holding my chest, to find blood stains, and cuffs linking me to the bed at the feet. The girl wakes up, grabs the nearby gun, and my eternal sleep clashes with me.