Wake up call

I woke up 4 times last night,
had a bad dream, very scary, very scared.
I dreamt that my bubbles dropped down th building.
Im so fucking sad, i woke up with tears.
Why must everything end w tears.

I miss stops everytime.
I laugh ridiculously to myself at times.
ytd was no exception. 20 mins past aft i realised,
i just dropped down stupidly.
I kept thinking if i need someone beside me
to remind me all the littlest things i couldnt do.
Dnt think i need one now..

Pictures, i'll upload some other time.
I decided to move on, and leave th past behind.
Bye.