fear

I am afraid that death is lurking in the shadows of my nights. Not that I shall fall asleep and never wake up but that some tragic end will befall me in the near future. I've been having dreary ominous dreams that leave my soul disturbed. They shake my spirit like my son shakes me in the mornings, enthusiastically waking me to reality. I may not know of what I write. I may be losing my mind.. It may be those crazy pregnancy dreams people always refer to but I've had these dreams before. I've experienced this predilection  previously in my mortality. Then I was unafraid and felt safe in the assessment that I would never be in a place where these dreams could come true but now through a higher divine will; I am. And so I am afraid, as never before...