It's been sometime since I've been here. But I know this place so well I could see it with my eyes shut tight. Everything is exactly the way I always remembered it to be. This is the place I belong to. The purest nightmare.
The walls make fun of me. And they spill blood at me, while the shadows around me twist and shiver with hatred. They want to devour me, and I should let them. I would do anything to get out of this damned nightmare.
Although I run, as fast as I can, to nowhere, I fall. Something was ripped apart from me. Was it my body or my soul? The darkness mocks me with its teeth, but it fades into the garish light of morning. A warming nightmare.
But the light is evil, and robs me of my senses. I fade into this light, and am left with nothing more than a throbbing heartache. Even though everyone worships it, it is a dark light. For all its selfishness, in this torn nightmare.
