Reality at its Finest

My fingers bleed from writing
From bright to black
Change the lighting
For you are nobody
In hell I wait
In the wicked lobby
Karma sucks, freaking fate
Tell me, do you believe
In destiny?
I do, for I am here
Alex, rest in piece
I’m full of fear
For I see
Satan’s evil leer
Can you realize?
Do you know?
Can you visualize?
I can
I see my hate
I see Satan
I see my fate
I did this
It’s my makin’
I am here
I am forsaken
I blew my chance
With the devil
I’ve had my last dance
This was my last endeavor

I wake in a cold sweat
For I know
The devil I’ve met
I pace to and fro
As I wonder
What to do
I know my life has been plundered
My boat has been set asunder
I walk by the fridge
I see it’s open
Just a smidge
I open it all the way
Listen to me, for I paid
I left that virtuality
In my brain
Back to the fuzz
Of boring reality
It was real, wasn’t fake
For now I’m truly awake
In an even colder sweat
You know, nightmares for days.

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AdrianTheAlien said...
Oct. 4 at 6:43 pm
amazing work, it really felt emotional and deep instead of just words on a screen :)
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today at 8:58 am
Thank you! I don't write just to write. Very rarely will you see me write about something lighthearted. If you're into that sort of thing (the dark stuff) you can check out some of my other works. :)
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