Glass rains from above
As bullets pierce their way
I'm living in a broken reality, the breath of victims steers hot slugs astray
Will I ever escape this hell on earth?
It's eating me away
Losing contact with my true self just to survive another day
Psycho realms, no option but to become inhumane
My foes overwhelmed, there's no way to escape the pain
Permanent Peace is unachievable, it'll be temporary
Once again the blocks are hot and everyone grows wary
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Author:
PoeticPsycho (
Offline) - Published: January 10th, 2018 03:12
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Comments1
hello , this poem speaks to me , of living in a reality which is harsh , unfriendly and threatening .. like hell on earth ! deep poem
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