I remember laying on my prison bunk once flat on my belly on top of my mattress laying there looking at the floor

my head was hanging off the end of the bed and my legs were dangling in the air I was just starring at the floor aimlessly I lost track of time I could of been of staring at the floor for hours for all I know and I remember a little spider crawling along the floor I remember thinking to myself I wonder where you are going little spider in such a hurry I just kept starring at him and watched him hurry towards the gap underneath the cell door and I realised he was also desperate to escape too

I could have stomped on that little spider’s head and squashed him scraping his remains off my boot

killing all his dreams of freedom like mine were and crushing them into oblivion completely forgotten like my future which had become just shadows and dust

but I let him run free

and I knew right then one day my time would come too

and I would also run free

realising I still had one dream left

all I had to do was keep running

and pray no one stamped on my head

“Yesterday”, The Beatles

Dreams don't die people - they just stop dreaming