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Living a lie

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Tonight
We're celebrating life
with and edge of danger
and a last minute invitation
to our dear friend death

He woke up one day
to find himself surrounded
by a room full of emptiness
lying in a expensive bed
staring at his expensive roof
beside an expensive hooker

Tonight
Im calling life in
for the last time
and Im not taking no for an answer

Collected all my belongings
and selled them in the street
To see how much I was worth
And hell, it aint much.

I remember lying next to you
burning things that were important to each other
I burned the picture of your childhood
and the halfhearted necklace
of you're first love

Instead you took my books
and set my heart on slow fire

I remember the feeling of burning from the inside
the first day you noticed me
I recall the feeling of slicing from the inside
the first day you turned away from me
it was two kinds of the same pain.

Tonight
Im not letting life get away with it
Im drinking the pain out of bottles
and laughing the hell out of the sorrow men
tonight im blowing roses in the counter.

One man woke up one day
to live every day like his last one
he lived 20 years
before he started dying for the next 60

I will spend all my money
on buying cds no one ever bought
and movies no one ever saw
and books no one ever dared to read
Im taking the unknown people to hell with me.

You always dreamed
about being covered in stars
And after a few decades
you were covered in dust
lying hopless in the floor

I remembered you that dust came from the stars
but it was too late
you were already covered by rose dust
and a few mud worms
Carpe diem baby
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