Soggy Sleep

Dahlia's burdens aren't my responsibility,

The flower's expectations juxtapose her forthcoming. 

Her superiority secludes her,

Yet she believes that everyone else is the monster. 

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Dahlia will lie and cheat,

But pretend she did no such thing,

Dahlia remains unaware of what will happen 

Once she dies and transitions beyond this dimension.

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The Banshee's reality is her seed,

She refuses to change her personality,

Now, only crumbs are left,

she nibbles over her karmic debt. 

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Completeness comes from what is manifested,

What people choose is at their discretion. 

My mother doesn't define my equivalence,

The trauma and thoughts are my shadow work's conscience.

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I can be whomever I please,

And not let my mother's illness affect me —

I create my contemplations,

And reflect the triggers needed to be taken into consideration.

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What people project isn't personal, 

And merely their cycle.

The Seed creates this reality,

As multiple entities share the same body. 

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When I sleep, all becomes a blur,

I rarely remember what happened a few days ago,

Lucid dreaming extracts these judgments 

Dahlia chooses her placement. 

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Dahlia, these dreams reflect the subconscious mind,

The Seed possesses your hive,

Now, you've become a Banshee,

A woman shrieking over her conceptuality.

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The potentiality can be shown when you sleep,

Your slumber evokes these bad dreams.

These grotesque beings seek such perversions,

The wet dreams prove you crave the bond and its daunting excursion.

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Your identity is multiplying 

Your energy viciously attacks your body. 

The vengeance and chaos that feed you have come to eat you.

I am Jehovah's witness, and tangible like his perceptions.

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Sleep, slumber, and weary,

Dahlia, your body is failing, 

These health issues embed your fantasy,

Now, your illusions become reality.

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Your dull and tired mentality

Seep into your dream life,

Desires still exist,

And soak your imagination.

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You may be whomever you wish,

But your wants will transmit your vibration,

Your aura field shows you're a wretch,

And you have nothing that can save you from the shadowy steps.