City of Delight

"Oh man, what a world, the things I hear,

If I could act on my revenge, no, would I?"

-Revenge, by XXXTENTACION

I used to live in the city of delight,

Everyone here were always cheery and merry,

But one tale no one spoke about,

The walls of selfishness.

I always pondered,

What lied ahead of these walls,

And one day the spirits of curiosity and greed annexed my soul,

And I embarked on an adventure of uncertainty.

I finally climbed the wall,

And stood on it to admire the beauty of the city,

Yet the beauty did not last long.

I saw a man tearing off his face and uncovering a hideous image,

His face was moist with tears and dejection,

Torturing himself with gruesome slurs,

His neighbours did not embrace him,

Rather they burned him with his house,

Turning his existence into ash.

And that is when I realised,

It has always been a facade.

The realization took me aback,

And I tripped over the edge of selfishness,

And now I have falling for quite some time now,

I screamed and wailed for a few days,

I called my family, my lover, my friends,

Yet no one answered.

I try to look down,

Trying to find out what lies at the bottom of the world,

Yet the cold breeze of nostalgia shows me the sky of regret.

I've never felt so cold in my life,

And now I'm getting accustomed to it,

No matter how much of my blood freezes,

My heart will keep on pumping blood,

Until each of my vein bursts into pieces.

I accepted that suffering is eternal,

And then my back hit the ground and broke into pieces,

Blood came out from my mouth,

Flowing and joining to form words,

I kept on observing what the ground was trying to tell me,

And with the last essence of my soul,

I spelt the word,

It was,

'Loneliness'.