Saturday, September 6

Faked Reality

In the world of hazy hallucination
The void soul moving in the corpse named body
Opening the eyes staring at the blank blur
Being in places never in the slightest intend to be
Going to places never aware to know
Functioning just like a damned machinery
Chasing after unrealizable dream, dreams after dreams
Is it real or is it just some scripted jokes
Is it the real me, flesh and blood?

too much of suspense silenced the last muted murmur of my sanity