I've seen everything
The crying psycho
The self hated murderer
The powerful and rich drug addict
EverythingWho am I, you ask?
I'm the narrating god
And I've seen everythingInsecurity
Self hate
Greed
Galore
And so much moreHow did I know this, you also ask?
I was them
All of themStarting with the drug lord
Then the murder
And last but not least
The psychopath
Now... I'm nothingWhy, do you ask?
Because I went through everything
Now I'm fully drainedMoney
Blood
And tears
Nothing more
And nothing lessI can not die anymore
Why?
I was dead from the beginningI call myself a god
For a good reason
I am nothing but a... figure
With a pair of eyes
That only witness your pathsYou say that I don't exist
You say that because I don't answer you
Or say what you're doing is wrongWhat I've done... was something I regretted doing
I shouldn't have taken it so seriously
I shouldn't have been taking drugs
And I shouldn't have...Killed them...
But here I am
Lost in the field of final stage of existenceWatching you from above
Or below
I don't know where I am
But I've seen everything
YOU ARE READING
Any Questions?
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