Unknown Dream

I haven’t slept in seven days it’s true but just be glad it’s me not you you see, it’s not that I can’t sleep I’m just so tired and feel so weak that I’m afraid my blood will leak Though much courage have I sought to overcome the gloom and what the darkness wrought Seven nights ago in bed I lay clouds climbed high at close of day bringing the dark on this cold eve I had nothing more to give but on this night, the dark brought fear that I could do naught but drink beer You may not believe this but you see a certain peculiar anomaly presented itself suspiciously reluctantly my lids did lift and woke up in foggy haze, to see my bedroom door ablaze I closed my eyes for just a sec and when I opened them the door was back my mind was master and did not yield but, lo and behold, my dreams revealed a weird anomaly had surely beckoned as something ominous just happened I slept an hour in a lull, until I felt ole nature’s call, so hurried off the bed I got the clock I heard chimed three right on the dot and soon right then to my chagrin, the room began to slowly spin! The chest of drawers showed a gloom and shining red the mirrored-moon were on the wrong side of the dim-lit room. pictures on the wall hung low and who they showed, I did not know TO BE CONTINUED PART#2