I am an obsession that is easy to access,

I cause your Cupid’s arrow to go off course

I fuel the raging forest fire of hatred

I am the clouds who rain sadness down upon you

I am the fog who covers your sight

I cause the thoughts that enter your mind

I am the one who cause you to strive for things you do not have

Your want starting overpower your need, my whispers urging you on

I twist and curl your path to your future

The ever larging mirror that I always have handy,

shifting your perspective

I make your vision go red

For the thought of me can change you and who you become.

The thoughts with Perfection are never easy

Because I am Nightmare

Dressed as a daydream