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Game Over.

  • Writer: Ceyda Güzelsevdi
    Ceyda Güzelsevdi
  • Dec 11, 2020
  • 1 min read

you can't get up

until get burnt inside the ground

be a part of those floors

and watch for a while

how it all collapsed down

enjoy the moment

have a coffee or two

make it too hot

close your eyes and listen

listen the rain pour down

the clouds

talking to you

saying all the right things

avoided by ones around you

purified by the apparatus you control

you are the one in control

took an oath upon a wall

whatever it takes

until the day it becomes

whatever it took

the adrenaline is addictive

being burned is even more

let the guitar play solo

I don't need lyrics to hear my own voice

I am my own exorcist

losing you once & for all

you're nowhere near my dreams

a part of a freudian complex you are

from the bottom

until you get to the top

a case you deny

what you do

beyond words

how you do

one can't classify

here's another goodbye

right from the ground

you keep throwing stones

reality is what I make it

now I know you're not a part of my own

calling out from the underground

I haven't felt this fine

for the first time in forever

I see 7 levels high

and its pouring rain

cleansing the ashes I left

right on the ground

where you used to think it was a mine

I'm now watching you from afar

last tonal versions of you

still in play

but petrified

from now on

these are the rules if you still want to play

and no

fates have been altered

exact to the likes of my own


mortalified


game over for you.



 
 
 

1 Comment


Iain Merchant
Iain Merchant
Dec 11, 2020

In a book called 'The Alchemist' by Paulo Coelho, a boy called Santiago talks to the wind and makes it roar in answer - this reminds me of that connection with the elemental forces of the World - wow!

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