Watery heart

The eternal, unforgiving void of a desire unquenched, a desire instead fed by the monstrosities of the illogical mind...
"Come" it whispers, fierce and persuasive, "come to the everlasting cave of opportune dreams, come dwell with the rats and the kings and those inbetween, come join us in ceremonial thought. No hatred or demise will stir, nothing to wake you from pleasent dream, merely the sound of your own heart drowning"...