Did something burn in my brain?

The snow is falling again
Over Luthagen.
Is snowing to lay on my heart, to dull the heart beating.
Is snowing to lay on my lungs
And the blood, carefully slow down the bloodstream.

I was dreaming that I got two children. Twins.
A boy and a girl.
But it was to difficult with two of them. Like to read, two books at the same time.
So one of them I just put away.
And just took care of the other one. That was just fine in the dream world.

I can’t get over this lapse of memory .
Did something burn in my brain?
Will I die?
A cable? A string in my brain. It has to be repaired.
And I know how.
The purple days is almost gone, they go in to orange.
But in myself there is storms that never calms down. However I try.