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My son age 22 is backpacking through out Europe. In my dream him and myself were in a situation where we were being attacked by terroists. We hid in a closet it but they shot him with these dart like bullets 5 times. I picked him up, bleeding and injured and ran to the American Embassy for help but the terroists were there too. They kept trying to take him from me and I was yelling for the army to come and help me. Somehow he was gone and they had gotten him. Clear as day I saw his face in my dream and he said he was ok, he was on the other side, he had in fact died.

I was with my violent ex, it felt so realistic, I was upset shouting and crying asking him why he hurt me, and that I still loved him, that I wished he could understand I need him but want him to know what he's put me through, he was saying he loved me but it was my fault because I took him to court for the violence, and he was sleeping with other girls to hurt me more, I felt so emotional and angry, I hit him over the head with a pan and it killed him, I didn't mean to kill him, I felt in despair I tried waking him up but he wasn't responding, I buried him under the floor in my bedroom with the advice of my friends, I couldn't keep it a secret thought I felt so hopeless and alone, I was going to confess, but I thought I'd check on his body first to try wake him up again, I was emotional and crying, when I got to him I held him and kept shaking him, he was bleeding really badly, but he starting moving, he woke up and I felt so relieved and overwhelmed with joy, I told him how sorry I was and that I loved him and never wanted to lose him, I ran and got him some bandages for his head and some water, he said it was okay, he held my hand and we walked away, then I woke up

I was in my local bar, that I work in, all my regulars were there. The bar picked up and moved to inside my home then immediately moved to inside my mothers home. My mother says she is struggling to pay bills and that she is going to prostitute my 3yr old son out to earn more money. One of the local bar regulars(75yr old man) stood up and offered to have the first round. I started to panic, all the other regulars at the bar held me down while the man raped my child. I could hear my child screaming for me but I couldn't do a thing. After the old man was done I walked into the room where my child laid bleeding and sobbing and seemed emotionally dead inside. I then ran out my mothers front door chasing after that old man with the intentions to kill him. Before I could reach him he jumped into and ice cream truck and drove away while I threw small rocks at the truck.

I walk into a mental hospital where my friend was at. There was no one there but me, the nurse was at the desk and I asked what room hes in she said " 247." I was walking down the hallway to his room and he was standing in the corner. I asked him "Are you okay?" he turns around and says to me "Do I look okay?" His wrist was slit open and he was bleeding a lot. I ran to him crying wrapping up his wrist. he looked up at me and said " I hope you know I love you." i said " I love you too Lance." And he slit my neck open and then he killed himself.

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