Dreams and visions have their place
To fill mind’s elsewise empty space
But trusting them to tell the truth
Is a mistake of foolish youth
Coincidence abounds throughout
Forgotten is a cause for doubt
And bias fills them through and through
So I won’t trust the ones of you
That tell a tale to cause me grief
That steal my hope away, a thief
Experience of brighter day
Shall have the only final say
And disappointment may still come
But dreaming it ahead is dumb
looking back on it, the same dream also involved several of my friends being kidnapped, but for some reason the part that was concerning was the ardent hug