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Into The Fog

   
reality is a fragile thing  
when the powers that be  
choose to use you as their plaything    
it can slip through my tightly clenched fists  
at any moment  
   
it's like driving through a dense fog  
where the lines on the road  
are barely visible  
this is how I go through life  
   
now is the good times where  
I'm riding the manic waves  
my voices are friendly  
though they can turn black at anytime  
   
biting through my psyche  
with vicious and cruel intent  
demons pushing in on my being  
smothering, tearing and scratching at me  
   
Freddy Mercury is one of the friendly voices  
why him I don't know  
maybe my love of his music  
reality tells me if there is an afterlife    
he won't be wasting it speaking to me  
   
though here's the kicker  
if I drink enough he's sitting here  
telling me of a time before  
when we once knew one another  
   
back to the blurred lines on the road  
suck it up, take this pill and that  
each have a purpose  
damn it why don't they work  
   
left feeling I'm going through life  
with my panties showing  
worse yet completely naked  
nothing to cover me from prying eyes  
   
I told a dear friend  
about some of my delusions  
he said that was unrealistic  
I said I know but why not entertain people?  
   
so that's what i'll attempt to do  
if nothing else document  
my roller coaster ride of an existence    
hopefully take you on a journey into the fog  
if you care to go with me  
   
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Published | Edited 15th Apr 2016
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