Shut Down

 Myths are traditional stories originating in a preliterate society, dealing with supernatural beings, ancestors, or heroes that serve as primordial types in a primitive view of the world…that’s what they say…
 
I am your Buru to your thought process, clawing and shredding at your happiness, deliberately leaving a blood trail to mark where we have been…an old scar to lick…a taste of iron…tin…
 If there was a door to escape would you take it? To follow me, is to take the handle and shake it; knowing it’s locked, but in the end you think you’re going to make it.
That’s if you can make a break for it.
 
In the end you’ll see I’m not your salvation, but a temptation. So let’s not forsaken purity for the hell of it. So tell me all of it, give it over to the darkness; let me spell out for you this. Ignorance is abliss. So give me your soul so I can drain the pain, just to eat it, for my own gain, every last bit of it. Feeding off negativity does not help whisk it. The memories of all I’ve done, despite of turning around, I do not miss it. So let me tell you this, do not favor me, I’m a demon a wish. Go find the nearest excite, before this illusion takes place. Please quite.

The dream world is not going to shut down in time…this is it.