What does it feel like- to know life is not a dream?

This is no fool’s joke
This is life

The blood, the breath, the screams

We walk amongst each other

Judging, hating, fearing

We are the worst that we can be
We proclaim the best
We mock when we are not alone
We tremble when there is no one with us
We fear brothers, sisters, grandfathers, and nannies

What for it, should we not also fear ourselves
We are but cattle to our souls

They rule us, They kill us

Trust, Betrayal, Neither can exist without the other
The worst in us makes us who we are
We ignore, we hurt others, and we walk away

As if it were all a dream
What does it feel like
To know life is not a dream?


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