Simplistic Nothings to a Nightmare

You are the ominous...
Paranoid.
Dead.

The scaleless fish that swim around in my head...

You are the darkness...
The loathing...
Woe.

The hope that I find in no place to go...

You are the naked...
Motionless...
Bare.

The sweat beads that drip from strands of black hair...

And you are the empty...
The trap...
The Snare.

The simplistic nothings to a haunting nightmare...