Dreamsick

I'm so tired of you.In my dreams,you come to me as a mother.Slinking in purple coils,your hair pulled back, blonde.You are happy and beautiful.But my arms are full of guilt and poison.I want to eat your heart like an animal.But you start to peel the skin from your arm.You embrace me.Whisper that I was your brother,and reveal a cradle full of deathno kind words or magic could undo.I wake up sickthat the world would steal from even you.