The Curse
Diary of Dreams Lyrics

Plastic needles in my skin
I have been inflicted with sharp objects that are made of plastic that pierce my skin.

Don't ask me what they're for
I am unsure about the purpose of these needles.

No clue, except for pain and shock
The only thing I am experiencing is immense physical suffering and shock.

You tied me to the bed to mock
I have been restrained to the bed as a form of mockery.

My eyelids kept wide open
I am unable to blink or shut my eyes.

So I can see all that you do
I am being forced to witness all the cruel and inhumane actions that you commit.

All this liquid in my eyes
My eyes are flooded with tears from the overwhelming pain and suffering.

Come inside my world, friend, if you dare
If you are brave enough, you can enter my world of torture and agony.

The curse
This is the never-ending cycle of misery that has befallen me.

It's cold, I shiver while I sweat
Despite the sweat that pours from my body, I am still freezing cold.

Room without a glimpse of sunlight
I am confined to a small, dark room with no access to the outside world.

My head is shaved, my body bruised
My head has been shaved, and my body is covered in bruises and physical wounds.

Can't feel my fingers, everything is numb
I have lost all sensation in my fingers and the rest of my body is also numb.

Your reality is twisted
The way you view and interact with the world is completely depraved and twisted.

It seems you just don't notice
You are oblivious to the harm you are causing me.

That all you do to me
All the torment and pain that you inflict upon me.

Can never touch me mentally,
Despite the physical suffering, my spirit remains unbroken.

But you can do all this to me
You have complete control over my physical well-being and there is nothing I can do about it.

It's not like it would matter
Even if I resist, it would make no difference in the end.

Much worse than, so much worse than that
The situation is even more dire and hopeless than one might imagine.

I can't get you out of my head
The constant suffering and trauma has haunted me both physically and mentally.

Where is that strong human will now?
The human willpower to overcome a traumatic experience has failed me.

Guess there are things you can't escape from
There are some situations that are impossible to escape or overcome.

I don't know, but something isn't right here
There is a deep feeling of unease and suspicion in my mind.

I guess what you expect from me is fear
Your intention is to instill fear in me and break me mentally.

I stare, but there is nothing I can see
I am trapped in a hopeless situation where there is no hope or escape.

God knows, with only one hand I could
With only one free hand, there is not much I can do to resist or escape.

Your giggles reach me from next door
The abuser is enjoying my misery and torment from an adjacent room.

I wonder what is this all for?
I am unable to comprehend the reasoning behind the abuser's actions.

The curse
The never-ending cycle of torture, pain and suffering is the curse I have been bestowed with.