Dreaming?

I lay my pillow on the bed

And briskly get below the blanket,

Turning the lights off

And shutting my eyes.

I lay there, tossing and turning,

When I finally drift to sleep.

My dream is simple,

Sheep jumping over a fence.

It's a fairy tale, happy and calm.

I watch them go by.

They keep hopping a million times

When all of a sudden

My peaceful dream becomes

A hideous nightmare.

The field turns to fire, the sheep disappear.

It's like an evil magic, ruining all happiness.

The fire's laughter

Explodes in my mind.

I pinch myself, and pop!

My short rest has come to an end.