Sometimes I have nightmares.

Doing or feeling horrible things.

Against morals.

Against belief.

Against my very nature.

And I don’t mind.

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Is it a relic of my childhood?

Chaos manifest.

Mimicry of the poor role models in my life.

A sad attempt to empathize.

A breakout of memory.

Failure of realization of self.

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Is it a representation of society?

Disillusioned to the evil.

Numb to the increase of hurt.

An acceleration of a seen trend.

Lack of unity.

A picture of a breakdown of organization.

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Is it a truth of my own nature?

The hypothesis that scares me the most.

A hated aspect.

Locked somewhere deep where it could never surface.

Sin manifest.

Impulse without mind, heart or soul.

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In the end trying to find an answer would be like interpreting a vision.

No clear conclusion.

It could be one of these,

Or all of them.

Or even further none at all.

You will find my personal answer to be silence.