I am the sinister,
The masterplan is played by me,
Moving puppets around lightly,
For the coming future, for you to see,
Clouds wrecking havoc,
Or are they my hands,
There comes the lightning,
What can you withstand?
It breaks your defences thin,
It shatters society,
Deeper than the darkest sin,
It will cover you entirely,
Breaking your bones is nonsense,
A maverick defies his body's limits,
I will break you alive and conscious
To live and stand back for minutes,
And forget your inner realm,
Where you found the kingdom of the free,
And with me at this theatre's helm,
Destruction awaits for me to lead,
Forget and don't regret,
Ravel will be your name,
"Unravel", you said,
But is it not the same?
Goodnight, Ravel,
It was all a dream,
Your puppeteer needs to sleep,
Before he breaks reality
from what you believed.
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Spiral Lights: Into the Unknown
Poetry"The healthy dead had once walked alive, only to turn a lifetime into a year. Fitting insanity into a needed tide and loom at its great love to fear. So remember the day, remember the night, Flowing, but lifeless, yet bright. Walking beside you, un...
