Fed by the void
A matrix developed in me
Disgracing the life given to me,
I lived on
Feeding sometimes
Being fed on others
Layers of blur
Blinding me from inside
Vicious vivacious vice
Like a dice with a million sides
Five… six….ninety nine
Multiplying my tears every time
I am scared
Pandora just opened her box on me
Glimpses of my fears
Molest me mentally
I too want to run away
Drifting away from myself
I have come a long way
What have I become? Where have I come?
Nothing is visible any more
I look at myself in a fresh new way
Sailing with the insanity
I have reached no man’s land
Survived the fire
Saw the ashes
I am the phoenix who needs to be born again.
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