You know, I’m no stranger in your dreams.
I’m craving, I’m howling, I’m begging and pleading.
Be mine tonight.
The howling, it seems to never stop. She’s hunting me, I am her prey. Though the seduction in her eyes tempts me, I know what she wants. She wants the kill. She haunts me, day and night—in my dreams she taunts me, knowing that I won’t harm her, because my feelings are so strong about her. I see her in the mirror, I see her at school, I see her everywhere. Sometimes I think that it is my mind that is tricking me, that I have gone mad, but then I see her again and know that my simple my could not create a human- a creature as beautiful and dangerous as she. I hope that she will leave me to be, but then I wonder how I will spend my time if she’s gone from my life. She seems to be the one and only thought that constantly circulates in my mind. I pray she will come from my dreams, my mind. I must confront her. I must set myself straight, learn how to control my feelings and just let her take me over.