decievement

Decievement and torture,
Excitement and interest,
Sucking him in
Once in a day, a feeling strikes
Whether it is a wave of drowsiness
Or a tsunami of realization
It is not known.
He avoids this question,
Because deep in his mind,
He knows the right answer.
Yet, the decision to continue to breathe in this toxicity
Becomes more concrete
They yell at him and tell him to snap out of it,
But he thinks it's the only cure;
The ultimate weapon against reality.

Every day the same,
Every action of the first hour,
The first step taken, and the second confirmed.
A door has opened
And reality has closed.
So soft and delicate,
And yet so strong.
This is not a feeling at all,
This is an object
Towering over
Blocking the light of the sun,
Holding back the winds,
Rejecting the world,
Forgetting everyone,
And ultimately,
forgetting myself.