My dreams echo thoughts of despair, violence, and prolonged suffering.
The abandoned feeling of lost hopes pulsating through a world of loneliness.
And those dreams are simply lost desires forgotten by the true masters,
but remembered in the darkest hours of nights.
And so how many worlds are lost due to the deepest wonders being the only mysteries left -
the chaos of the human mind -
a spirit unknown within the soul.
And of course those nightmares became the only dreams we will remember.
