#falsereality
Like, nothing thats happening to you is actually happening to you.
Like you're just watching other people's lives play out in a book or a movie.
Like you're the side character.
Like nothing actually matters and you're just doing it for the sake of the plot.
_Like nothing is real._
Like you're playing from the third person, just above the character.
_Like you're not real._
Like every day is just a repeat of the last.
Like you're the only real one
Like everyone else are just actors and someday someones going to come from behind the curtain and say
__HA PRANKED.__
Like the sunsets are too beautiful to be real.
Like the squirrels crossing the street stare for too long for this to be real.
Like all that is meaningless is too important for this to be real.
Like all the sounds are too artificial to be real.
_Like nothing is real._
_Like nothing is real._
Like how when you wave your hand in front of your eyes and
_Its not real._
Like when you pinch your skin hard hard hard until you bleed and maybe it hurts it doesn't matter and it doesn't really because this body is not yours, just a vessel you were forced into because
_You're not real._
Like how you're not even sure who you are anymore, because you're nothing but fragments of broken things, nothing things, nothing,
_You're not real._
You're not here,
You're not in here,
You were never meant to be here,
You're nothing.
_You're not real._
Apr 7, 2025
Apr 7, 2025 at 8:25 PM UTC
A cinema of films,
Conjured up by the mind,
A place to live in,
Whilst you leave today's life behind
A castle coated in gold,
A drawing done in sliver,
A place were stories are told,
Only in the good light
An escape route from reality,
Who wants to think,
Of your present responsibilities,
Let's hit the rewind button,
You can always delve deeper,
When in the past and,
Life is always sweeter,
When the bitter is removed.
Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 2:13 PM UTC
False reality
Tons of casualties
Thoughts eminence
Linger a thirst cannot be quenched
Ballin for all of my homies
Ballin for all of me solely
Family I'm ballin for fun
Living and learning the game
Glimpse of words gets you dazed
Aren't you amazed that game I play
Drill it till yeah after that inhale a jay
Smoking till losing the day
Smoking till livid the day
I rock with all of my homies
I rock with thoughts of controlling the whole thing
I rock with thoughts of control
I ball with thoughts of control
Seese and gimme control
Hostile take over gimme your gold
Rearrange the game.
Gimme all of the holds
Makeover of the game
Big king of the game
Mayweather type of **********
Make piece with a pen
Edgar Allen Poe types of analog
Make peace and then end.
Take over all of it man
In Pieces I'll Leave My Enemies,
I take hold.
Leaving casualties, only to my enemies.
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 10:43 PM UTC
The blanket of clouds
put me to such deep sleep
and made me hear my dreams loud
I could see my sins go down the drain
No longer shall I weep
Even when this cover is gone
I refuse to wake up
for I love this silent song
purity flowing all around
lucidity spreading all the calm
the ocean's tender tide
loving me as I turn each side
I refuse to wake up
and end this sweet slumber
and die again a devil's death
Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 2:25 AM UTC