Leave me on a desserted island with nothing but a pen and a piece of paper; with those, I shall create myself another world.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Conspiracy Theory

I walked in streets so bright and clear
Until suddenly, it took a steer
a left, a right
landmarks out of sight
Like a dog trying to catch his tail
I twisted and turned
until I finally learned
the path has been broken
into a maze within a maze
with obstacles woven
as I fell, my knees I grazed
and from between the forest
that surrounded me
a pair of eyes seemed
to be haunting me
I felt them stare
as I hit the ground
as I ran into dead ends
I could hear their sound
applauding their doing
after watching me fall
they did it all.

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