Dreams are said to be a pathway to your thoughts, or, at least that is what I once thought. Laying there amidst the warmth and comfort of sheets and blankets, yet thy eyes see what yearns for sight and thy mind battles for control in the upcoming night.

Do I Realize?

Tossing and turning, thinking, "why me?" I feel tugging, this tugging at my brain it struggles to ignore; screaming, "heart please I can't take it anymore."

Why must I Suffer?

Contemplating the demons that resurfaced one evening and then the next, smelling of the aromatic Lust of roses in her ringlets that do oppose.

Thoughts and Rethought.

I awaken in the distant morn fractured from deprived rest and splintered from bewitched dreams that haunt me so bittersweetly. Riddle me of this anticipation through intricate paintings each evening, I, who stumbles to the vault buried deep under introspection.

It's Obscuring my Judgment.

Expression of the soul flutters and flies 'round my stomach, yearning for a chance at liberation. Though, my heart nudges, saying its strings are precious and no one but her shall hold them. Skeptically I grow with mistrust.

Should I Give in Again?

The more anxiety I feel, the larger the walls become. Pondering, pondering if opening the hatch, and finally liberating the ensnared butterflies, will genuinely poison their wings into papery brown.

You are the Only one I can Trust.

Thine element of sunshine even threatens Chaos himself, enthralling Sin to repent. As I open my eyes and smile quietly, anticipating you laying there beside me caressing me with eyes of beautiful nuance; immersed in yellow of the waking morn.

Where did you Go?

Enfolding your hand over mine, soft and supple, our souls encircling one another, forming into one single pulse. Violetta, with skin; pale and full of enticing divine awareness that deserves protection.

My Illuminating Flower.

You with thy wings and I with sword embrace our hearts and welcome the ascension and the harmonious horns. Gazing your way, feeling the joy in your eyes and the endearment together, I…I wake up.

Painfully, I realize you were nothing but a nightmare.