Sunday, May 29, 2011

Prospect

'And I've had to ask,
I've always wondered;
What do I really taste like?'

What happens when the person you are,
Is actually the worst person in the world?
The demon your mother prays you will never meet.
The monster inside the devil.
The immortal, banished to the underworld.

And if you spend you're whole life
Ensuring you're nothing like that,
Does that make you a good or bad person?

Because on top of my other fears,
this is my secret shame.
My fear that you will one day
Find out the truth,
And realise that after all this time,
I have been lying to you every single day.

I'm getting tired,
I can't keep running away from myself forever.
I need help.


-Oedipus

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