I was, caught by a dream once, long, long, long ago, that dream of you I’d had, that kept on, recurring, recurring, repeating in my state of sleep, I couldn’t break myself free out of it, and for a very long time, you were all I was, ever going to, dream about…

The dreams I got caught in, it was you, and you’d, become, my nightmare then! I tried to, work my way, through these walls of my own mind, but kept, ramming into, the dead ends, like there’s no way out.

The dreams I got caught in, yours, and now, you will get stuck in the nightmare of my making, call it karma, or, pay-back if you will, after all, I’d already, gotten, ground down too hard, into, bits, and pieces here.

And now, it will be your turn, to get…