Dragons danced through nostrils to hell.
A sick date with vulnerability.
Hit with luscious toxins.
Toxins clout, beat their heads about.
Push pure source abusers in.
Urging a voyage into the depths of happy hell.
Being sent to heaven in a vacant dream.
Black bubbles of rabid, rapid utopia.
In dreams collapsed,  slumped in a heap as night and day converge.
Creating ugly imagery.
Lured into dark hallows where dwell the land of sunken eyes.
You can try to escape, but hell it's futile.
Your life now belonging forever, coldly captured by the beast.
(c) Livvi