Publicerad 2026-08-21 10:26 av Jtb

en dröm jag faktiskt hade. Vaknade och min hjärna var potatismos och tänkte bara på engelska av någon bizarr anledning. Skrev ner det jag mindes och jobbade fram det till en text. Skulle förmodligen vara en mardröm, men tyckte det var spännande. Haha!


DEATH SURROUNDS HER

Yesterday I had the strangest dream
I dreamt of my birth and death at the same time

I saw myself, just like a beast crawling
down the riverside, and high over the mountains

I saw myself as the witch and the angel
I was the priest and the devil himself

I saw myself viciously killing another man
And the other man was me

Like a creature, crawling on the tombs of the unlucky ones
Flying high over the oceans and the mountain tops

I was the burning witch, the priest putting her on fire was I

I was the whore flaunting the fake pearls hanging over her bare breasts

I was the innocent virgin passing her way to church
Trembling in fright, staring in the depth of her nasty seducing eye

I sat down staring back at this virgin, waiting for my next customer to pass by

I was this dirty murderer with a disturbed and poisoned mind
Trying to rape this sad, abandoned pregnant girl
Of course even she was me

Around the corner I sat, this time as a lonely suicidal young boy
Drunk and sad with a bleeding wrist
Inside my head i was overjoyed for my success

At the dark cemetery, the pregnant girl that was me
Was giving birth to this fatherless child
with deeply deranged mind and darker soul than Satan himself

It was glad to at birth get to witness this much pain and suffering

And how do I know this demon childs thoughts for a fact?
Well, even the child was me





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