I lay down and contemplate
The meaning of all my years
For them to just end up here
Blankly staring at the tiny fluorescent lights
That blur in and out of my focus
As my eyes constrict and dilate
To the steady thrumming of the bass
In the neighboring room
That grows louder and softer
When people enter and close the door
Who drink in the music in order
To drown themselves in nonchalance
So they won’t think of being stuck here
As other students laugh in the lounge
Playing Dungeon’s of Dragons
Because they can’t bear their age
And play in a final act of reliving a life
That they used to believe in wholeheartedly
You called me beautiful
But was it all lies?
Did you think it a joke
As you stared into my eyes?
Did you weave those tales
So that I could be easily led,
Without a heartbeat of struggle;
Not knowing the despair I would be in?
You said that you would love me:
Forever and ever more.
That was the first and last lie-
In fact any word, that I’ll ever fall for.
Traitor? Perhaps that is true
All I know is
That I did what I had to do
Even if that means
That I will have to betray you
When the way of the world is at stake;
When heroes finally lose their way;
When darkness mires kings and states;
When the prisons are freed of their inmates;
When truth and justice slowly die;
When in the catacombs the good hide;
When all hope begins to fail;
When the forces of evil assail;
Then the Beyond will rise against them;
To rouse the people together for war;
But alone will be left to face fate;
The end of faith at Death’s gate.