REALMS: I Pen.

 

The course of mankind is a straight curvy one

The dreams of man is a non existing reality

The last day on Earth is the first day a man starts to live.

I PEN down this moment for I have been working all through my years

 I think it's almost time I pen down.

All my life, NIGHT - DAY I've thought about things I could do to be among the group of ELEVATIONs 

but no one seems to notice ME.

Sometimes I write as the devil whispers in my ears

 I think, is this gift really from GOD?

And sometimes I'm in this uncertain REALM

 feels like LIFE AFTER DEATH

those very moments I know that LIVING IS A CURSE.

I don't believe in TIME TRAVEL

 but sometimes waking up from dreams feels like REINCARNATIONs.

All my life I've LOVE AND HURT 

it all ended in the same way, but then LONELINESS IS A THING.

 And everytime it comes around i pick up my pen and write

 until I get LOST ON THE PAGES of my blank sheets and I find myself again; TILL DEATH DO US PART

I've dealt with spirits, DEMONS- ANGELS

 I know that they're all gonna stick with me till ETERNITY.

DREAMS - MEMORY- REALITY, all just there and we're shaping everything

 not knowing who's the creator between GOD AND MAN.

I'll tell you a story,

 maybe a story about how life has treated me so far,

 or would you prefer I tell you the STORY OF MY PEN.

I've been here for so long without any recognition, 

 still, I won't stop until this pen is inked out and I lay down MY LAST WORDS.