Bad night, Mr. Autocrat. It's me, again in your recurring nightmares. You know very well that I come from Hades, from the very world of the dead. I represent the women who died because of your selfishness. Well, I'm not the only one. I am many within me.
I can't tell you: "I'm sorry", because did you have mercy on me? No. You don't know that word. In the chip of your little brain there are no words like: pity, empathy, solidarity, affection... Because you are simply a monster sick with power.
Don't try too hard to speak or yell, because you won't make it. Don't worry, you're not going to die because you dream of me. I am just an immaterial being of those who speak with the truth on their lips. And the truth hurts more than a knife in the chest.
Resign yourself to the fact that while you're still alive I'll be visiting you in the middle of your poor breaks. Yes, as you hear it. Because I know that you haven't been able to sleep well for a long time, and you can barely close your eyes due to the effect of the pills you take before dropping your heavy body on the bed.
Ah, you want to wake up, don't you? you are pale I see you sweating and breathing deep like a wild bull. But, calm down. Inside you there is no escape. You will have a lot of power in your hands at the cost of money taken from millions of people, but here, in the world of nightmares, your power is worth nothing.
Sleeping pills are in my favor. Yes, it's true, I visit you to torture you. As usual. Because I am the woman who bled to death in a hospital where there were no materials for the doctors to save my life. I am also the woman who died of hypothermia in the middle of the road, because she was fleeing from the hunger and misery created by you and your gang of thieves.
I am also the one who drowned while crossing the US border. And I am many more. I will mention them to you in the next nightmares. And remember it well, you will have hundreds of bodyguards around you, but you will never escape from me.
