The Land

Free fall, an awaken dream

In this land of real make believe

Looking… no sane exit it seems

Surrounded by an ever growing hole

In range, it has overpowered every soul

And looks down on those who live in abnegation

Seems like the ones whom escape that cold stare

Remorselessly don’t seem to care

Passing through ignoring the ache

Easier to over-look that caliginous snare

From which the looked upon shall rise

and conquer the land of real make believe

P.S.- Ainda está em progressão