We were always broken
I knew it was a dream. I looked around and saw a world that didn't exist anymore. I was young, I was a teenager still hanging onto my youth. I had my dreams still intake, my worries weren't trivial and the burden I carried wasnt heavy. I had pain, but it was just a seed back then. I saw my dad younger and more himself. His body wasn't broken. My mother was happier and my brother was hardly eight. I saw what I didn't see before. I saw a life that I had once adored, being turned to ashes because this was when my dreams was set on fire. Still, I was happy because oblivion is a strong drug. They spoke of grandma, who is now dead and the places we were going to go as a family. I saw the skies suddenly darken and I began to breakdown. I knew this was a dream, and I had stumbled across some portal. I was allowed to see just for a moment, the life that will never again be. But when I look back now, I'll remember that we were always broken, we didn't just become this way. Our lives are overran with weeds but back then they were only seeds. We are angry now but back then all we did was bleed. I remember. I choose to hold on to the happy times, and am thankful that I could see us for one last time. But now I know it's time to go. So,while being in the back seat,I look to my brother who wasn't yet a man."I love you brat." I say. "Don't be weird," he responds while playing with toys. "Mom, dad, I love you." They laughed," uh oh books what do you want?" I smiled at the chaoticness."nothing, just wanted to say I love you, and Goodnight." The sky was completely dark and I cried along with the rain. I felt it all now and now it was time to feel no more. I closed my eyes and let go of my old life."Goodnight". I said for one last time, and then I slipped away back to 2020.