Rections

You have me in your heart like that tattoo on your shoulder.

You know you can’t afford that strike let that be a lesson to your lies.

I’m watching you get older yet less bold.

Yet you still have me in your heart like that tattoo on your shoulder.

No fucks given let us switch up the chemicals.

Gold cuffs that’s what I call a chain reaction.

WHY!!!!!!!!

I don’t know what this means or why I’m having these dreams.

The past year I’ve had the same dream. I’m in a white Cinderella dress and as I look over to my “husband” I’m met with this not so familiar person. He’s in a suit smiling at me. Once we finish with our vows and saying “I do” we turn and look out and I see that most of our guests are officers. Once we walked out of the church I’m met with a flood of bodies and officers I look down to my dress only it’s not a dress anymore. I’m in dress pants with a black blouse and a coat with FBI on the top left shoulder. I look and see that my “husband” is wearing the same thing. I walk over to him and before I can say anything he informs me on the victims in front of me. As I try and talk to him I wake up , other nights that I have the dream it’s my husband that’s laying on the floor dead. Sometimes I’m working on his case and others I’m in my wedding dress while he is in his suit looking at him lifeless everyone trying to drag me away from him. I don’t know what to think about these dreams anymore it’s like on specific nights I have this dream and there are different layers to it like as if I’m supposed to figure out this puzzle.