This poem is about what I see when I dream. Hope you enjoy!!
My question to you guys is:
What do you see when you dream 😉✨🌙?
Comment down below 👍🏽
This is the PART - 1 of kind evil Lezabel .
I love dreaming and dream interpretations. I believe most of them, we dream for a reason.
Dreams are my prison no matter how scary, happy, or sad the scenario is, I still want to stay and escape reality.
A true story about a dream recollection. The brain is an amazing storyteller...
A poem about lucid dreaming and the freedom that it gives.
I can hear the birds chirping, feel the wind blowing colder than usual and I can see everything so clearly - except his face. I think to myself for a second if I am dreaming, and if this was a dream w...
My first lucid dream from years ago.
I wrote this in high school the day after, and I felt my first upload on here should be something dear to me.
I have since become best friend with the brown eyed ...
This poem is about what I see when I dream. Hope you enjoy!!
My question to you guys is:
What do you see when you dream 😉✨🌙?
Comment down below 👍🏽
This is the PART - 1 of kind evil Lezabel .
I love dreaming and dream interpretations. I believe most of them, we dream for a reason.
Dreams are my prison no matter how scary, happy, or sad the scenario is, I still want to stay and escape reality.
A true story about a dream recollection. The brain is an amazing storyteller...
A poem about lucid dreaming and the freedom that it gives.
I can hear the birds chirping, feel the wind blowing colder than usual and I can see everything so clearly - except his face. I think to myself for a second if I am dreaming, and if this was a dream w...
My first lucid dream from years ago.
I wrote this in high school the day after, and I felt my first upload on here should be something dear to me.
I have since become best friend with the brown eyed ...