You’ll feel the words choke up and bleed blue
If for a while, you walk a mile in his shoes
In a crack amidst a world of little and more
Life’s just day chores and nightly heartsore
As the lungs gasp till the end of my days
His split mind will shatter in varied ways
My wicked heart will leave and stray
While the dreamy reality resets like always
Yet we will be together when it ends
To put a period to our ways and words
Buried as one in the valley of kings
‘It was all a dream’, our elegy sings
For him, about him, my antonym
I’ll drop the eyes with no more disguise
In your flow, you wouldn’t know
It’d been all for him, about him, my antonym
We all are aberrant from the ways of this world in one way or another | Sub-Editor at Smartprix.com
