Her abysmal soul lies in her deep slumber

Her beautiful sleep grows into distortion 

Everything she around is not normal

It’s growing more divergent 

What has she created? 

She created her pits of horrors 

The greatest nightmare created 

Filled with divergent entities

She may know these people, but she doesn’t? 

She sought the oppressive nightmarish burden

The fallen angel of heaven slowly appears

Thin layers of skin-stretched wings

Following her steps, she takes walking through the emptiness

The Silhouette

The demonic creature

In her shadow following her by her steps 

She finally curled up in a ball 

Gazed to the white-blank sky with distorted entities

Comfortable what surrounds

The alarm clocks screaming

She doesn’t want to escape 

The reality 

The delusion

Never wake her up

She built the nightmare, and cannot run away

She built the world, and cannot run away

She ignored the howls 

Whispers and screeches

Never wake her up