I woke up in a strange bed
don't remember if I have fed the cat yet
I tried to remember last night
when I took the pill I didn't feel fine
can't remember a thing
I have forgot what I had on breakfast as a drink
I roamed around the strange house
it looked like it was falling down in any second
I went looking through the walls
see if I recognize anything before my brain fall
I saw a little kid smiling at the sun
he looked so happy
I envied him so much
I looked through another picture to see
the same kid growing up to be sad bee
he looked like a clown lost away from his circus
he lost his sun
in his eyes I swear i have seen his wish to run
I turned my face to the mirror that was on the wall hung
I saw the same eyes that wanted to run
it wasn't a strange house
it was my own
the kid on the wall
was me all the time long
I took this pill to forget my pain
and it was went on both gain and vain
but over the top was the pain
i felt something in my pocket
I let out my hands to see another pill waiting for me
to forget the pain that I never wished to be
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Beyond The World.
PoetryBeyond the noise of the world there's a stairway leading to the basement of a fantastic world.