Literature
Dark Dreams
All my dreams are full
of deep, black water
and the starless sky,
high up above...
And in all,
I drown in heartless void,
breathless, slipping
to either of mirroring sides
All my dreams are painful thorns and nooses,
and in all I get to hang,
upside down.
Nailed and bleeding, crucified alive,
shaking, waiting
for the torments yet to come...
All my dreams are endless walks
down lead road,
fenced with the chalk-white nameless crosses.
Ravens caw in desperate, lonely voices
and in dark, I don't know
where it ends.