I thought about dreaming while
I'm awake;To separate the truth from what is fake;I turned emptiness from pond to lake;I said I'll stop the hurt for heaven's sake!
If this is my hell?My reality is a one big lie;
Circling for 24 hours a day, trying to sleep with just one eye;
Saving myself from freefalling up an empty sky;Just to find a meaning for life before I die!
I am a poet!I believe my words will echo in silence;Like dropping bombs to the ears of the deft with extreme violence!!
I am not in rage I simply trying to wake up;from being trapped in a nightmare every midnight when it's pass three and a half!!My muse is overwhelmed by my demons while weighing on my shoulder;Where I stood up lifeless in the middle of my room, hoping the next day will be better..
And so here I share my thoughts of self inflicted tragedy;Inked with every sorrowful bliss,pain and misery