Pretence.

One Lonely night
Under my bed
I found a soul
rusty and wet

Tearing apart
grey webs of art
I took the soul
out of the dark

Oh! What a fright
it gave my old heart

Oh! What a searing light
it shed on my new life

A silenced strife
of my silenced life
The silenced start
Silenced apart

Carving a hole
inside the wall
I tried to hide
hide from this all

Protecting the sight
of my own right
I threw it down
drawing a frown

Bouncing back and forth
jumping up and down
doubting everything I did
It started a mutiny

Then!

another contention
beyond contemplation
my consummation
the final conflagration.

© Pamuditha “ZEN” Anjana

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