Society stalks me,
A spectre of the REM world,
Like Krueger…it creeps up on me,
Only this time…I know I won’t wake up.
My life is a terrible secret, trapped inside Pandora’s Box.
I run down the creepy corridors, full speed ahead
But not even Norris could outrun this beast.
I hear a faint scraping at my side…
It’s already gotten me.
Writhing, I gasp for air as my ribcages pour out with crimson red blood.
I hear the laughter of many as I struggle for precious 02…
“You’re ugly as shit”
“Nobody will ever love you”
“You’re such a douchebag”
“Go kill yourself, you sociopathic emo”
“Nice arms…go cut yourself again, faggot”
All the taunts slam into my head like a Tank drilling into a wooden house.
At the very last moment, as the blade is about to pierce my bloody broken heart,
Society vanishes, the bullies vanish, the taunts vanish.
Familiar scents greet my nose, smothered under a blanket of tears.
I’m still here.
I’m still alive.
I’m not giving up.
I’m not letting them win.
Society is just a vicarious nightmare, it will never catch me.
Never. Not so long as I know it’s all a dream.