Laid Back and Slain

I was logged hard and wood tired, slept hard and fast, but dream movie began, ideas that had got me tired, came in flashing details and presented, a possibility spectre that I hated, I wanted the movie to be over, but it went on, tearing me apart, with more situations and possibilities, I shrieked,shed tears and shouted, voice simply did not come out, nobody heard, and all continued to happen, when I woke up, I felt that I was slain and torn apart in sleep, some sleeping is physical relief but an unheard mental weep.