The dreams, those horrible ones

I feel squeezed in another wourld. The wall was filled with a fluid anything sticklike is frowned upon. I am getting the moment words make paranoid, everything does now. I move a tiny bit I hear all the beep disappears and reappearsvlater I hate this dream most people were afraid of clowns I was afraid of thevtwisted metal clown and pschycological dreams scared the fuck out of me Omg I think this is step one of brain control. I felt shortness of breath paranoia, and a feeling of claustrophobia I hate this so much. It gets worse and worse. I hate it so much… And I developed insomnia and still paranoia… I need to piss but am afraid because Rogue is trying to kill or control me