I been going through alot right now, and this dream wont leave my mind today. A little about myself first, I was in a motorcycle accident a year ago. I lost my house, my girlfriend didnt stick by me, i had to move back with my parents while im physically getting better. Moving in with them was a huge mistake because theyve always been unsupportive and always like to mentally abuse me in there own odd way. I regret this, but i also started abusing drugs after the accident and my ex left me, it became a problem BUT i noticed it, quit, and im 3 months clean now with no desire to go back to that life at the moment. Yesterday i got the go ahead to get back to work and i couldnt be happier. Hope for me yet.

The dream,
Starts like a movie, fades in from black and i notice im on a bus, i look around and at myself and notice im on a prison bus heading to what i assume is... Prison. I know this because its one of those prison buses you see in movies with caged windows and everyone on it is wearing light greyish prison type clothes already.

I dont care, i feel fine actually. I have the sense of relief, like i know where im heading and my fate is sealed finally and i just dont care.

Than, a heavy set bald white male starts trash talking to what seems like his friends about me. I calmly tell myself not to take it and i have to set an example right here and now. Were not cuffed or anything so i get up and attack the guy only to find he has a "shank" made up already and stabs me in the ribs right off the bat, but im not fazed yet, im bleeding but im still at war here clearly and i got a fight to win. i grab the knife hand and try punching with my other, only to be slashed and stabbed even more, im bleeding bad now and hes clearly stronger than me.

In the corner of my eye, i spot a razor blade in box of one of the prisoners stuff, im starting to feel weak like im losing alot of blood, but in one last attempt i grab the razor blade and fight to cut his throat. Finally i get the side of his neck and im relieved but i dont see as much blood as i thought i would, making me think i havnt won and he might be able to finish me off still, so i slice his throat again, this time ear to ear and he gets weak this time instantly. We both looked relieved and slump back down in our seats, and were actually kinda smiling at each other, like were friends who just fought?

Now the bus is coming to a stop, i can hear the brakes of a bus and feel the bus has stopped. I dont know where we are or if we ever made it to prison, but we've stopped. I muster up the energy and stand up, grab my box of things, but befor i walk out i reach my hand out to the guy i just fought and say "till next time" and smile, he shakes my hand, smiles and says it back very quietly.

I proceed to get off the bus and he stays, lying in his seat now, dying i would assume. Just as i go to get off the bus and see where i am, my dad knocks on my door waking me up and asks if i kniw where his keys are, i say no, he says you sure? Im still half asleep but i finally yell "im positive".

I been lying here for over an hour thinking what a odd, gruesome, strang dream for me to have. At first thought i think to myself this dream can only be bad, negative. But than, a hopeful side of me thinks, maybe this was some sick way of me fighting to part ways with everything killing me lately, maybe telling myself its over and i have a new life ahead if me type deal?

However i want the most accurate
Interpretation a can get, if possible. Even if the dream signifies something bad for me. Give it to me straight. I apologize for the dream actually, i know its crazy, i think so too. But it means something snd i want to know.