My perfect little snowflake of a life is a gift. My uniqueness bestowed upon me by insomnia. Insomnia, a symptom// can accompany several S- E verl, sleep; medical; psychological disorders, lets my head breathe in every night. A. fully. realized. newly reborn. breath. A dream doth blossom whilst the nightingale sings, screams, sings.

You are walking with a friend in the dark woods. Her is head covered and looks to her shoes. You see her teeth as she smiles. Speaks loudly, but incoherently. You talk as she does. You smile bigger, together.

You jump on top of covered stone fireplace, left barren by long gone campers and you make a funny pose for her; your hands at your hips. You look to see her laugh, her smile. But she screaming now; terrified. She runs for you. The rotted wood starts to break away beneath your feet. You fall deep into what is not a fireplace.

You think you hit your head hard and feel the cold black water splashing up to your waist. You can't see anything but a circle of white light at your zenith and her, standing over you. She is weeping now.

"Never will I," she says.

She drops something small and black into the well.

Ploosh!

Then walks away sobbing still.

Under the water you grab for it and try and feel what it is. You have a fading sliver of a moment to think of the last thought that will enter your head as you pull it up and see yourself explode.

The dog yelps as you kick it off the bed.

What a shitty dream.