Its when you long for something in reality.
That pleasant dreams turn into nightmares,
and you can't sleep because...
You're afraid they will come true.
That you'll be lonely again...
Be alone again.
But then...
Then what will you do?
When your nightmares
Come alive?
Writhe beneath the flesh with a cruel
Ivory grin?
You ignore it...
Ignore it for all it is worth.
For all it was worth.
For the roses are no longer
Red...
They are
White.
