Dream of the Dead

One night I had a dream of you
But I haven't had it since
The only nightmare I've ever had
But in a way, it fits
I was riding through the rain one night
And I knew that you were dead
My father was in the driver's seat
I couldn't make out what he said
He and my step-mom were talking up front
Their words not really clear
We were on our way to visit you
But that's all that I could hear
Next thing I knew, I was at your house
And running down the hall
You were back from the hospital
You'd gotten through it all
Everything I thought I knew
It'd been nothing but a dream
You'd made it out unharmed - alive
Nothing was as it'd seemed
But that was a lie, wasn't it?
I'd been to your wake
Your funeral and all the pain
No way it could be fake
The room that I stopped running by
Wasn't even yours
You were sitting in a bowl-like chair
Not facing towards the door
I stood there completely panicked
I didn't know what to think
And when you turned around
I couldn't move my feet
I wanted to run away from you
I really wanted to scream
Instead my feet moved towards you
Obeying you instead of me
The look that was on your face
Grew darker as I drew near
It held such hate and malice
My heart jumped hard in fear
You grabbed my arm with such a force
My scream was then set free
You pulled me down into a hug
I didn't feel like me
The hug was harsh and painful
Yet I could still see your face
The look that you had directed at me
Made me feel so out of place
My heart was beating like a drum
I was breathless and in despair
I couldn't pull away from you
And soon my soul would tear
I shot up in my bed that night
And couldn't focus on my room
My breath was coming in short gasps
I didn't know what to do
You were dead - not alive
My arm was still in pain
Drenched and shaking from the sweat
I truly felt insane
You would never ever scare me
You-you loved me, right?
I didn't then fall back asleep
I just curled up and cried