The Revelation

Absurdity all around

I hear this cryptic sound

of malice and might

that consumes my nights.

Why not decline

this world of the Divine?

I have no time to comprehend the Sublime.

Force me not

Play with me not.

I have become weak

Incapable of a single tweak.

I hate to see

My cast in the mirror

My soul is thirsty

for sparkling water

I can't continue playing the ingenue

I am not innocent but rather a psychopath.