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Surreal

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I'm trapped in this reality I call my own.
For all of this is getting old.
Laying down, for countless nights.
Here I sleep alone.
With one eye open wide.
For you are no longer here, you are just a dream.
Am I making this up?
Maybe you're just a figment to this disease.

Scratching at the walls of insanity.
Peeling back the skin.
I am the creature of this madness.
I am the darkness behind these hollow eyes.
For you are no longer here, you are just a dream.
Am I making this up?
Maybe you are the cause of this disease.

Sobbing, clinging, fighting, grieving.
Is it all really worth it in the end?
Is it all really worth it?
Is it worth it in the end?
When it all doesnt matter...
It all doesnt matter in the end.
Because we'll be fuckin dead.

I'm trying to understand this madness.
This insanity...
As I lay down to sleep.
I'm alone...
Knowing the only way to meet you...
Is while Im asleep.
Am I making this up?
Are you for real?
Maybe...
But perhaps...
You're just a figment to this disease.
Okay surely not the longest poem I've written(which was my intention). I guess I'll write my longest one down the road. As of now...heres some thoughts of my own. My cousin Kyle came up with the title, since my brain had a fart in it. Him and I just started to get to know each other recently, with a...about....12 year gap of not knowing each other. Anyways....here it is...



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