The nightmare has become your dream.
Such obscene obsession it is,
just desire, no trust, no beam.
The anguish of the terror engulfs you.
Your horror mingles with your fantasy.
The pain is there, yet you are no more.
Someone has gone lost in the nuisance ecstasy.
Okay. Do not ask me the meaning. By the way I did have a nightmare about the blue and orange lion trying to kill me on Sunday (can you just believe it? Am going to change my favorite colors).
|No, the lion was not that cute.|
|Was more like, this =||
Sidrah xx o(^-^)o