The Dream by Uzenenkosi

The dream from last night
Was about the nation in tension.
But as I was about to say attention
There was some kind of destruction
That caused my emotions
To give up on the mission.

Hands high,I surrender
I just give up.
Mission impossible.
Or perhaps improbable?
I added a lil sugar,only to find it added some sort of bitterness.
I hate & love this feeling.
Tryna fit in this silver lining.
I'm the only one not shining.
Or perhaps I'm lying?
You making it
I'm faking it
They taking it
I'm loosing it...

Tell me inspiration comes from within.
I'll tell you I only hear my heart beat and the melody of my blood stream.
Is it me?
Am I not listening enough?
Or is it you
Feeding me with beautiful compliments disguised in disgusting truthful thoughts?

Straight talk?
Shut up!
Don't you know I'm tryna fight evil voices?
Go to the nearest hell,tell Satan I'm coming for my inspiration!
A round of applause?
Shut the fuck up!
What the hell are you celebrating?
I'm a book without written ink!
That's useless!
I've lost touch.

No it wasn't a dream,
It was a light beam
Reminding me of who i am,what I'm made of,why I'm here?
This is stupid!

©Brilliant_Uzenenkosi