- My original art - Melancholic Nightmare 9.19.08 There are times when She roars in my head, a chilling and enigmatic thundering of demands which I’d happily love to impress Her with by doing all of them. She becomes so loud that my physical body heaves with determination and I am completely energized. The negative is enticing and automatically a catalyst that propels me into a world of change, sparked by anger and complacence. She reminds me I must worry about me and although I care deeply for... Sign in to see full entry.