Fake
This life,
it is tearing at me,
breaking me,
pain is beginning,
Time is irrelevant here,
when it is so still,
I could hear my heart,
and it breaks,
Under pressure,
it feels so surreal,
like it’s all a dream,
all fake,
What is life?
blood? Love? Anger?
pain and torment,
ravage on,
When will it end?
this death, suffering?
when can we finally,
enjoy life?