Unnoticing concrete, floor hit by reflections of fluorescent streetlamps
They burn bright
And replace the light of god
Who forgot this dark corner of the universe
Nausea comes in
And vomit would resemble stale granite tiles under my feet
Ants of metal, gears of flesh
Never stopping, never letting the looming black of the sky finally fall like a never coming quiet curtain over this perfectly clean cut chaos of a stage
Catching words I'll never follow, cutting like air left by speeding cars
Catching laughs I'll never know
Waiting for chance to get back to what I call home, distances in the map piercing like barbed wire, leaving me for dead, to bleed out
I could cry, and nobody would notice
Crimson would darken sidewalks, unremarkable just like old chewing gums
Summer starts in a month, yet this metromaze will always be, feel, cold
And I realize there's nobody to call, nowhere to have a warm dinner at
Not one soul to keep at the phone, to stop this wait from driving me insane
To me this place is just ants and gears. And to this place I'm nothing.
No one will come to stop the bleeding
The city eats and spits you out, and the chewing continues
I bit and left scars
I hurt like this brick sea does
I don't know why I did it but I got no excuse
So how can I blame this place for doing the same ?
It does it for fun, or a side effect, an afterthought of its existence
I breath out CO2
It breaths out smog and drained corpses
I hurt knowingly
It does it without caring
Hurting left me alone
In this asphalt machinima
There's no Deus ex machina
No god to comfort my last moments
Looking up at halflit buildings, my personal angels, reminding me I'm insignificant
Just a part of this city life, divinely forgotten, a cult like whisper orders everyone "don't stop"
The movie trope goes "I had nowhere else to go"
And as I cough up red and bits of soul for the last time,
I find out I have no one to say it to
Thank you city, for reminding me I'm alone
I'm dead, yet my legs keep on moving
I was murdered, yet I'm breathing faster and faster
No blood was left and yet my heart is pumping something, so strongly it's killing me from pain alone
And I find out when this monster spits you out, it doesn't kill you
Merely gives a lesson
Tall skyscrapers starts to resemble a gothic church
And I realize this is the fluorescent lit corner of an evil god
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