I had a really weird dream. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror. As I was staring into it I saw things. Bad, terrible things. I saw a man raping a pregnant woman. On both sides of this image, I saw two versions of myself. The left was crying. The right was laughing. I looked away and saw that the sink was full of blood. I looked back up at the mirror. the image was gone. The bathroom door, previously closed, was now open. Jake was standing behind me. He grabbed my shoulder and spun me around to face him. but i saw the same thing. My reflection in the mirror, with Jake standing behind me.
"Why won't you face me?!" he cried.
I started to cry. "I can't!"
"Why?"
"I don't know"
He grbbed me by the back of the neck, held me still, and suddenly there was a knife in his other hand. He started stabbing me. The more he stabbed the more I bled, the less blood there was in the sink. My vision started to fade. He kept up the now steady motion of the knife. I felt no pain. I was happy that he was no longer ignoring me. I could hear Perfect enemy. I took one last look in the mirror before falling. I didn't seee my face. I was Blakelyn's. Why should I welcome Your domination Why should I listen To explanations I’m not pretending To make it simple Try to be something Experimental You don’t turn me off I will never fail Things I loved before, Are not for sale Keep yourself away Far away from me I forever stay Your perfect enemy No longer waiting Remove illusions No more complaining Forget confusion No more confession Not sentimental I am now something Experimental You don’t turn me off I will never fail Things I loved before, Are not for sale Keep yourself away Far away from me I forever stay Your perfect enemy