|My Delusionary Hell
Author: lucretiabaine PM
I swear there's a point to this poem. Perhaps you'll be interested.Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Sci-Fi - Words: 72 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 09-14-04 - id: 1720035
|A+ A- Full 3/4 1/2 Expand Tighten|
What has this world been reduced to?
I remember back to when I was no one...
Faded into the perfect replicas,
Slightly less vile than I have become.
I heard their mindless taunts
As I writhed with my existence...
And I corrupted myself...
With my vulgar, planned-out purpose.
We are a waste of matter,
Particles arranged for amusement.
We suck the light away,
Robots on a dying planet.