At the end of each conversation
You won
In your favor
With your own law
In your own court
Like a good narcissist
As a good soldier
Same as the torturer
At the end of the night
Will begin another day
And I win
On top of the mountain of the false loss
Lives the king
Doomed to your hell
Placed in an actual heaven
At the end of the poem
You're just a puppet
Feeling like the master
How do I know this?
Cause devil's in the details
So sit still my friend
Behind the steel bars
Do you see them even
Oddly with your closed eyes?
May 16, 2025
May 16, 2025 at 5:41 AM UTC
At the end of each conversation
You won
In your favor
With your own law
In your own court
Like a good narcissist
As a good soldier
Same as the torturer
At the end of the night
Will begin another day
And I win
On top of the mountain of the false loss
Lives the king
Doomed to your hell
Placed in an actual heaven
At the end of the poem
You're just a puppet
Feeling like the master
How do I know this?
Cause devil's in the details
So sit still my friend
Behind the steel bars
Do you see them even
Oddly with your closed eyes?