Pleasant Darkness (The Hidden Peace)

Everything is abnormal But abnormal is nothing I'm normal But normal is fake I'm fake But the thing that is not normal Is nothing, doesn't even exist But I do I have to act normal I have to act fake And that's abnormal But "I'M NORMAL" Not really I have to tell my mind I have to fit it in my brain " I'M NORMAL " But I'm tired of it I'm unable To do normal things But if I couldn't How will I live? I'm dying But " I'M NORMAL " Shut up heart " I'M NORMAL " Keep quiet And laugh Fake is NORMAL Am I fake? And is it alright?

He was brutal that day Like the lion before deer He tied my body with a brownish rope On the wooden edges of my soft bed I was totally surprised As I seen a wild animal inside him He took a sharpened knife And started piercing every layer of my skin He was extracting my every part And I was just watching unconsciously I wanted to scream hard But my voice denied to support me He was dipped in the blood My own dark reddish blood And suddenly I get up and stood I found nothing around me Was that really happened? I watched the cuts on my corpse But everything was disappeared like nothing And again I'm motionless drowning in my own thoughts Was it just schizoaffective disorder Or I'm seek of depression Is my own character from the world inside the mirror came out? Or it's demonic possession Everything going through my sight And I forgotten my existence I found myself in the middle of a desert Doing what?... nothing! Just laying down on the burning sand He was still standing the...