I'm not a dream or a nightmare...
I'm worse,
you'd think of me in your oddest days.
I'm The conscious.
I'm not an animal or human..
I'm worse,
I'd hunt you when you want to be left alone.
I'm the intense thoughts.
I'm not grace or rouge...
I'm worse,
I'm the err you said it's permissible.
I am what you have forgot...

I don't stand in intersection, I choose a path and hold on to it...
I don't love nicely or patiently, I'd give you all or nothing, mostly disastrous.
I'm what you hide inside, what life made you captivate.

Come on and let it out...
Before I,
Make you...
Because I, Was never dove.