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I've been dreaming about the same boy for many years now. He looks different every time but I know it's him... I can feel the love pouring from him and I'm drawn to him as he is to me, no matter how many others are in that dream. Sometimes we sit and talk, sometimes he takes me places he's been to. On a very few occasions he gave me a quick kiss right before he was gone. I was never given warning of when he was leaving... he was there one moment, gone the next. This is a dream I had about two months ago. I was wondering if you could tell me what it may mean. I'm sitting on a small square table, we are outside, my feet are dangling over the side, touching the ground. I'm talking to a man who is standing beside me, to my left. I don't know what we're talking about. A boy, a young man, comes up behind me, from my right side. He sits crosslegged on the table behind me. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me back into his chest. He kisses my neck and I hear in my head, "I love you" At the same time I can feel the love flowing through me. I smile and lean back into him and let out a breath(?), I say his name in this breath, then whisper, "I love you too" He sits there holding me for maybe 30 seconds then pulls away from me and gets off of the table. He has a bewildered look on his face. He asks me how I knew his name. I said "You told me" I've never seen this particular boy before in my life, but that's what my dream self said. He started backing away from me, looking around like he was scared... or nervous. He kept saying "That's not possible, they said you couldn't see me" I don't know if I said it outloud or just in my head but I was asking him not to go, that no one would find out. I could feel the sadness taking over my body. He was still backing away from me but I could feel his hand on my face and in my hair... I heard his voice (or what I'm guessing was his voice) in my head... " I'm always with you, I love you" Then he was gone... as if he was never there.... I woke up crying.

It was a dark restless night and I was driving with a pale white passenger wearing glasses. We arrived at an apartment complex and I blacked out. Next thing I remember was a being caressed by a female with silver hair and she smiled at me. Others around her were whispering "he'll do nicely" then I blacked out once again. I awoke out on the street feeling very strange. My eyesight sharped and focused on a window on a parked van moving back and forth. Through the window, I saw a man with long black hair had a gun pointed at a half naked woman who was crying in distress. Without thinking I quickly jumped into the Van and grabbed the front of the revolver and the man shot my hand 5 times but I did not feel pain nor bleed. I twisted his hand with ease, noticing I was incredibly strong, pointed the gun towards his head and made him pull the trigger. Next thing I saw was him laying in a pool of his own blood and the blood on my hands disappeared into my pale skin. Suddenly I was apprehended by the police who were much stronger than me and I blacked out once more. I then found myself in an office belonging to the man sitting in a chair on the other side of the desk. He spoke to me and told me that what I've done was wrong because the rapist did not deserve to die. So I was injected with a chemical that turned my veins a neon blue. I was also told that it would be going on my record. After that I was put back in front of the apartments where I first started and everyone outside including the girl with the silver hair went back inside and locked their doors. So I decided to suck out the neon blue chemical from my veins and spit it onto the floor and then my dream ended there.

My father is holding me down while my mother is cutting the top of my skull off. She then removes the right side of my brain. In the place of the brain material she inserts a mailing envelope that has been torn in half and has scribbles on it as if someone was trying to get ink to flow back out of a pen. I can feel it stinging as it leans up against the other half of my brain. I start rocking, crying, and saying how I dont like it. My parents only response is that it will help me to feel better.

I dream i was getting married, i was dress in a wedding gown but i was sitting on a stadium bench and my boyfriend who i was getting married to was at the top of the stadium behind me so i had to look up to see him but he was there with his friends and family taking photos and he didn't involve me in any of the photos and it made me sad and i started crying. then his sister who i never met in person came up and said hi but i did not want her to see me crying so i tried to hide it but she still saw and told me not to worry, then i look up again and saw one of my aunt my dad's sister going to get a group photo, felt happy because i saw someone i know, then some how i went to get i photo, then someone came up to me and said how u getting marry without a ring. then shmehow i was sitting in a room with a table and my boyfriend was there too then a lady came into the room with a box of rings for me to choose from i told her my size is 8 and there was only one size 8 in the box i tried it on but it didn't fit so i told her when i give birth it will fit because that's my size and my fingers are all swollen from the pregnancy(am pregnant in real life). the ring wasn't a wedding band it was more like an ingagement ring(silver or white gold with a stone and some yellow gold on one side of the stone. Then i find mysel in a house with my normal clothes and i had just gotten up to use the washroom but when i entered the room my boyfriend was there sitting on the bathtub with his feet outside of the tub, his youngest daughter was sitting next to him in the same position and his oldest daughter sitting on the toilet but she wasn't using it. I wanted to pee and spit my boyfriend said goodmorning to me but i didn't answer because i wanted to spit so i spat in the bathtub but it was blood then i bend to wash my mouth but when i raise up my boyfriend wasn't there only the kids then i left the room but somehow my boyfriend was talking to me and i was listening to him but its like we were lying on the bed he called my name i was so real that i turn to look at him on his side of the bed and i woke up out of the dream to find that he had already left for work.

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