Life's an act

by Elynnka   Feb 4, 2005


You are an actor
On a stage of horror
And the role you play
Is repeated everyday...
Your role is of a foreign man
Lost int he depths of his own mind
That looks in vain for something he can never find...
The play in which you play
takes place in a forsaken world
Where everything around is cold and sordid
And dark and horrid...
And at the end of the first part
You realize that it took place in your heart...
And then where will you be?
Again lost in a world of tragedy?
When will it end?
When can you throw away your mask of pretend?
When will the hero stop suffering?
But what will happen at the end of the play?
I guess...that...death is the only way...

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