I Dream

I dream to get married in a cemetery,

a place so frightening and scary.

I dream to wear a black, lace dress on my wedding day,

with a spiderweb-like veil underneath a sky of gray.

I dream to live in a somber house,

isolated with my mysterious spouse.

I dream to have a garden filled with dark and formidable flowers,

poisonous and fatal, quickly able to kill by the hour.

I dream to dress my children in clothing of black and blood red,

their friends will be those who belong to the world of the dead.

I dream to marry a man with dark eyes and pale skin,

who has a personality so disturbing and grim.

I dream to live in eerie solitude,

with such a disturbing mood.

I dream to have black roses around my room,

creating an aura of intense dread and gloom.

I dream to gruesomely murder my enemy,

turn their savage death into dark poetry.

I dream to surround my house with a sharp gate,

one push out the window will make my victim meet their fate.

I dream to live a lifestyle that's strange,

even if I am considered morbidly deranged.