The clock is ticking
Time moves so slow
caught in a web
of lies and deception
A deception that grows
Hidden, alone
Yet everyone knows
Silence
Deafening madness
Corrupt, vile motives
City streets glare
A spectrum of possibilities
Did it choose you?
Flashy scenes
Catalog stares
The lies that you told
Confusion
Terror strikes
As the needle sinks
Nowhere left to wait
Nowhere to hide
Now that it's been tasted
Not a tear shed
For you anymore
Pain
Insufferable pain
Quickly
Before the end
Did the lie make you happy?
This deception
That you called life
Did reality taste
Bitter?
© Vartok Dana McLennan
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