Gaslight

Bow

Before the senate which you've created
That judges your life by the dreams you have unawakened

A sigh
Of two misguided figures
Mirroring
The hell in which we are living
A figure is lit by a gaslight the shows
Its hand tied in wire and tongue juxtaposed
The truth of which were truly led to believe
Will save and gift its master relief

Dragged into a stage
I
I face the white cloacked figures!
How?
They ask with distorted faced
Youve managed to ruin the perception of trust, with everyone you have encountered
Living a lie thats been built in your head, demanding the stage only to follow

I am
The gaslight youve inquired
To haunt
Yourself
Untill your actions expire

Come
And see for yourself

The blaming fingers on all of our hands!



Credits
Writer(s): Mohammad Roby
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