Reality

Reality

I loved the dark
I slept at dawn,
For in the light
I was scared


For I’m a prisoner
to evil,
For I’m a sinner to
reality,
For I’m a slave to
freedom


And the light can’t
save me.


poemsFrom being this
person,
That I’ve created.
From giving in,
To my darkest fears.


For I murdered the
ones that I loved;
Twice in a day!
Twice in a day!


I can’t wash the
blood off my hands,
I can’t wash the
blood out the mirror


For when I stare
deep
It’s all I see;


The killer in me,
My killer reality.


For when I stare
deep
It’s all I know;


The murderer,
The one without
a soul.


So I pray like a
saint
And sin like the
devil


Each minute,
Each second,
Each hour.


For hope is a key
that keeps me driving
In the chariot of my
desired freedom


With heavenly horses
leading my way,
And my two kills
beside of me.


But I can’t go home

I have no soul

I dwelled in the dark,

And now it’s all I
know.

By Jevaunie Patterson

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