Submissions by d3filthy
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2017 10:04am
22nd Oct 2017 10:04am
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This is not the life that I expected to live,
I can't find my way out and I have nothing to give.
The world is playing tricks on me and I can see a ritual,
This window made of bricks makes it hard to see it through.
As I look around the room nothing is as it seems,
I get the worst nightmares from the sweetest of dreams.
Can anybody tell me... "what is real?"
"Can anybody tell me?" what I feel.
Love is an illusion and words are not what they mean,
Am I living in reality? How cruel can you be?
Can you help me out of this place? ...
I can't find my way out and I have nothing to give.
The world is playing tricks on me and I can see a ritual,
This window made of bricks makes it hard to see it through.
As I look around the room nothing is as it seems,
I get the worst nightmares from the sweetest of dreams.
Can anybody tell me... "what is real?"
"Can anybody tell me?" what I feel.
Love is an illusion and words are not what they mean,
Am I living in reality? How cruel can you be?
Can you help me out of this place? ...
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