The lies about illusion- AKA - A Mikas story
No one told me
No one had the guts to explain
that things may end
things have this annoyance of ending
without us wanting….or craving..
how am I not in charge of this?
It's just a fucking disiese
howcome it got into this?
you were just here
just now, just yesterday
how am I supposed to understand it?
…..
after a while
and on my knees
I feel it…
it's just another lesson
another "thing"….yet another
When is is gonna end?
"are you ready?"
No I'm not.
"Then I'll just keep going"
Fuck you!
"I'm you"
then fuck me!
"As you wish"
And the pain goes on and on
until the day
it all fades away
that day will become
like any other day
it just differs
on how you decide
…
all of the things…
he gave you
and all of the things he didn't….
make up a perfect present
for the present that you present to yourself
…
memories….are
pictures framed accordingly
to the state that you're in.
someone forgot to tell us
that memories are films with scent
they smell
and they also forgot that
all those shitty films with happy endings
are just that..shitty films
I am almost at half a bottle now
very few smokes left..
and i don't feel like stopping.
all the pain resurrects tonight
all the suffering awakes
to a new neon light
"when everything's over…
when everything's clear
when everyone's older
no one is here….."