Matrix

Blurry vision, dark nightmares

Stars falling, the moon is covered in blood

I’m running while bombs vanish the love

Crusaders come through the night with a cross

The black horse destroys everything with his blows

Pieces of human limbs fell on my path

The valley of death is ahead of my life

These animals crawl on my skin

Inside of me leaches devour my spirit

Fear of my own mind which plays me tricks

What is real? Am I seeing visions of my future?

Or this is the matrix which controls my delusions



Fireballs speeding to complete our demise

Irrelevant thoughts submerge my brain and life

No end in this long troublesome journey

We are ants in the eye of the enemy

The shadows follow me communicating my state

The eyes of the prisoners cry blood tears while they pray

Imprisioned and tortured in this computerized place

This is my everyday nightmare from which I can’t escape

The hologram of the sun was unplugged

Now we can truly see the empty world

But in the end all our accomplishements were planned

Nothing is real in this matrix in which we are.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem describes the way sometimes I feel in this world or "life" which is a repetion or routine everyday without any true purpose. Used  the matrix (movie), eclassiastes book and rock songs like crawling and others.

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