Her mid-Summer's Dream

In a dream far from here She lay atop a bed of needles Though, she tried in vain She couldn't escape this particular dream I guess it was more notably a nightmare per say. This dream... This toxic dump of misery... It seemed the harder she tried to break free the more grip it gained It must have been enough because it began to seem pointless and futile after awhile. Her last thought before she finally succumbed was that she is doomed to relive this horrible dream for the rest of eternity... ( dramatic pause) Then one evening, Everything changed because she no longer felt trapped and weighed down by all the countless years of misery that of which that dream bestowed upon her. When her soul was no longer in agony She took a look at the new, fresh and wondrous place her new dream entailed; Beds of soft pillowy air, bright skies many ado Just the sheer amount of weight that had lifted off her body to where it wasnt sufficating anymore. She liked where she was and thanked the angels above for being her salvation. When she finally awoke from this Seemingly never-ending dream... She called it.... Her mid-summers dream