lithiam

I'm just another resource consuming human in and over populated planet, raised to an alarming extent on legal drugs, porn,TV, and Hollywood violence working with my cynical and alienated peers to take over the world that has already been screwed by those who came before us.

I am in a house of mirrors
My hands running red with blood
Holding my head in a crimson veil
Wondering how did I end up here

I stood at the door and looked inside
Something shiny beckoned me to enter
Without hesitation I entered
And it began

Reflections haunted me from all sides they came
Memories that had faded brought back with crystal celerity
Visions of myself began to appear each a sick visage
Their mouths spoke silent words mocking me with lies

So many shades of me but who am I
Am I real or just fading away
Why do these false mes haunt me
Truth seems non-existent in a place like this

A sick laughter begins to arise
Rising to an ear splitting noise
Every persona has on pulling on me
Distorting who I am

Finally in desperation I raise my hand
Striking at them trying to silence them
Shards spark from under my fist
But all is for naught the imbed in my flesh
Laughing numbers grow and watch as I struggle
Slowly I fade completely and I am forgotten