Sweet Nightmares and Bitter Dreams.

I didn't want to ruin it with music. I'm sure you can insert your own.

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Sweet Nightmares and Bitter Dreams.

Memories remain,

Stained like water-colors to my brain.

Despite the loosening of the strain,

Around...

It all...

It all starts to waterfall,

Your belongings out of my drawers...

For I grow claustrophobic, swimming with these rejected somethings, behind their doors.

I seek for every inch of dust, you have ever touched, and made wet.

I throw away everything that my heart once clutched, and then I will be in wept. 

For the pressure is rising higher, as I shift through these sunken remains...

My brain absorbs, they transform...

I see it cast rain, to fire on my heart; oh her lashing eyes.

It is my sea enemy.

My sea anemone.

The residue from my safe haven...

from where I abysmally dwell.

Our reef only growing taller, as the rest of my room turns to the once was, now same.

Snaked in the shadow of my home, my clam...I weather.

Bursted bubbles expand, demeaning the air from my lungs, my time,...left in shame.

My light-lustful lips must kiss, this missed, aimed for my miss.

Her drowning, smiles, trick me.

This is only a dream.

Eyes fought darkness, and I awoke with fright. My sight starts to heal from the fray.

I reach the last and tiniest corner, where your last gift, you had ever given me, now lays...

I reach down, and pick it up...

Hold my breath for the last time, and throw it away.

In the void of trash in the trash-bag, I see, I am spellbound. 

A witch.

With one-hand, she wills her arm to wave.

I am being strangled by her, in her hellish-watery grave.

I light my lips.

For one more kiss, in my defense.

But only useless energy sits in this gut.

Our eyes lock, my mind amiss.

"O, do you want my heart between your teeth?"

"I have shed light on your depths...

With now no more reason to seethe.

Devour not my home, witch.

Her eyes, tore... to disdain me. 

To rid of,

And with lightning-struck ohms...

She awoke me.

For me, for the better.

To cleanse my erased eyes...

She slay me down.

She made me see.

That there was more than water, that drowns my being.

Light fire first, to light the source.

And through your slip'nslide veins...they will run their course.

That last gift, laying to be given...

Enough hope, that I shall surely rise through this pressure, of the abyss.

That I will not die, even though I feel slaved.

I achieve knowledge, through my drowning pain...

Let the damned girl open the way.

You can stay...

But you will die.

And this cannot be.

You are my colossal'ing, pearl.

But you must light your own fire, from my abysmal demise.

And with her own blasted soul...I cast her away.

Dreaming of drowning, my mind swims up stream.

My water-logged brain thinks, 

That it is my last time, in this instance, 

I swim for surface.

To the true, light-lipped grimace.

For she will revitalize, 

My empty mind of lies.

I am now nothing, I know nothing.

And starring down at the pictures...laying randomlessly in my bag of trash-mind.

They are like photographs and pictures,

Running and reeling, in my head.

If I had only opened my mind,

And said what I should have said.

This is what I think...

Right before I think, I am dead.

When will the surface break, and when will it, have lit my eyes with light?

...so I can finally let the pressure break from the sun.

Finally my dammed eyes open, into cries.

I must rid of all my wet water-color, memories...

So far, only of color-stained eyes...

Stained with a lustful, voided, soul.

My heart lies buried, where the white pearl remains, untamed.

Drowned somewhere in the abyss...but not where the, Ursulas, lay.

I gain focus of the lack of water pressure around my cheeks...

Through my fragile eyes...I am rid of the lies.

I breathe the new air, from the greenest grass on the other side...

My lungs explode as I am awoken...

Pulse-driven to renew my state...

As I realize that I am just on a day, at the lake.

I am a child, consumed by the bright-eyed beast of confusion.

That was all of my delusion.

I step onto conscience with a new instinctive stride.

My toes grasp the billions of grains of sand...

The same that give me my sanctuary.

Safe ground...

I get out of the wet, with an excited struck set of free-footed, unfrozen feet.

I get to reset. To get a chip.

But I must go back in later, if only, for one last dip.

It's fun to get a little lost every once in awhile.

And with a shining, reflected brightness...my lips spread into a smile.

I instinctively moved further up, the white sanded beach...

To my mother, for a treat.

Food, for a growing boy...so full of adventures yet to left, live.

"Thanks mom...I'll see you later, Okay!?"

"Wait ten minutes...you don't want a tummy ache. And Please be careful, there are water snakes, in the lake."

"Don't worry mom, no witches, can scare me."

"Oh silly boy...they are snakes, not witches."

"What?, is the difference?"

"Oh, just go play in the water.", says mommy.

"Bye mom!"

She innocently waves me away...

so she can play in the thought of the wet, dwelling dreams of being a boy.

She is only but all, a toy.

The toying girl...trying to teach, me.

As my mind finally puts you to rest,

I dive, now refreshed,

Into the cold comfort of the abyss.

Leaving my toyed being, on the dry, white sands.

My smile hardens into a grin...

A smirk.

I have to rescue my pearl.

My girl.

I accept, what I must achieve.

I grab the back of my neck...

I choke...

For a dry, tiny,drop of dust...had begun to rest, on my throat.

I had forgotten how to breathe...

Drowned in my sea anemone...

My most horrifying, nightmaric, enemy.

My pearl.

My girl.

My next daring witch...

That will hitch, our dark, water-swollen, eyes.

And blind me with those pearly-whites, of fright...

And make me smile, with delight.

And as I attempt to soak,

my own breath from the water,

in those quickly bursting bubbles of mine...

I realize, that I have no room, for wasted time.

To find the next fish, in the abyss of this lake...

 

This dream...

This day.

This breath.

I breathe, and everything is okay.

I took a deep-diving breathe in...

And swam into the plain brown murky lake.

And then painted dreams of sweet nightmares, and bitter dreams.

I let it all out...

I let it go...

All of the sorrows of the day...

The pure sticky paste of the past,

The sorrows and whispers...

And all of the masked figures and playful actors.

It just wasn't meant to be...was it?

And it was never, anyone's fault.

It is just what is...

It is all that remains...

This next swim in the world, of the unknown future.

Let me say that I, I!, have reached for those specks of light,

dancing inside her eyes.

Have YOU!?

So tell me no more lies.

So reach it.

Grab that dammed handle to that dammed door...

and go into that next room, where the fish fray, and feast.

Intake the next gas from the green grass,

Her scent.

Take it into your lungs, that lay outside, of that door,

That lies awkwardly, in front of you.

Seize it.

Carpe Diem...Is as true, as it sounds fishy.

Erase your blinded eyes...dusted...by the time that has passed.

See the beauty, in true color.

Seize her arm to stop her frivolous fray...

But do not let her drown.

So I tied the bag of mind tricks, and sealed its secrets in my heart...

In my soul.

I grabbed that black bag, of water-colored somethings...

Barbarically "YAWP!" 'd.

Turned, and walked out that damn door.

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