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Waking Nightmares

I can’t tell if my nightmares Are the ones I’m living While I’m awake At least I think I know That when I’m sleeping I have the chance to wake But during my waking hours The world I’m in just seems to be so empty There’s only broken people here Who are only really pretending to be friendly They look at me with Only selfish or dishonorable intentions But I’m not as stupid as they think But their bulls**t is Worthless to even mention They look at me with a clever mind But I see through their disguises I’ve seen it all And felt it all There’s nothing left in this place That surprises It’s all the same In every place My feet have ever wandered "Is this all there is?" Is the most frequent thought I ponder The world has taken everything from me Why the hell am I still here... I’ve known of death Betrayal and separation Incarceration Anxiety and fear And the whole time The biggest lie Was that someone could maybe love me But I found out when Push comes to shove The ones that love me do the shoving So with a heart of regret And memories I try to forget The best I gave you Is the best you’ll get So remember me Or don’t. It’s all the same That’s true So in all honesty.. F**k You. I’m out.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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