Nightmare is singing again, a lullaby, familiar and comforting.
In the perpetual darkness, a faint ray of hope shimmers and fades, sinking deep down where nothing could reach, not even tears.
As soon as I surface, they talk. Those sober creatures.
They say to be positive and be happy.
Oh, don’t you see the smile on my face!?
So, I sink. Swallowing words and emotions. Tides flood the shore, then recede in hollows. A lull drifts.