The World at Large

  The descending sun spooks me, As it reminds me of impending doom. The fate of the world hanging on  the joker wearing the crown. A game of deceit and endless conspiracies, Rigged to make the hidden emerge strong. ‘Come one come all’ The sign bellows. Not one peasant decided to enjoy the menu. They are sinking to fall in their own broken ship. All towing to head into the dark abyss. We enjoy playing the game when it is, Someone else who’s head will twirl if they miss. But when the trigger loads and the target is us. When the bullet wants to grab hold on us. We run so far, without a hitch. We run to never stop to check. What happened to those who tried to save us? What happened to the joker who longs for love? What happened to the magician, is he still sick? The old man, next door, did he get his tip? The world of our species amuses me. To see the world move by so cheap. The moon is now out. It winks at me. The stars shining bright following me. The world beyond our species, Fascinates

NOW

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....And it took me a while to get over all the games and the lies, 
it took me longer than it should have to throw out every burnt letter and cleanse out my life.
My slate is clean now, I've got nothing to hide.
I can finally exhale now, I can finally carry on with my new life.
there are no CHOICES for you to make now...
no more mysterious dealings with my life.
but, deep down, I hope it bothers you, how the thought of you no longer seems to bother me. how I'm no longer a slave to your endless plots of deceit. I hope it bothers you that I'm free now.
Please remember, that the chapter is closed and done. Stop trying to find ways to make yourself look like the victim now. You cannot win this war when you have already won the battles by force and not by a fight. You cannot rewrite this story. You will live with the shame. You will bury your head whenever you hear my name because you will remember that no matter what you do, you will always be the evil one and the crook. You will remember how you can't change that because I would have stopped caring for you for a long time now...

- Mahathi.S p.c - Pinterest 

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