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Think, you only exist in the internet whilst bargaining them chips
Your image is a silhouette which outlines the darkness that’s within
picturesque, this territory is uncharted.
Sharpening your wits as the biggest troll in the game.
Embarking on a trip towards the roads of escape.
As more notifications pass without care or concern
One who soaks in the atmospheric air of uncertainty.
So Mr keyboard warrior…. prepare for the worst,
this is where we will learn your comprehension of the truth.
Whether you turn towards the Red pill or the Blue.
What’s a lie? Factual? Consumed in this time capsule!
… We’ve left that up to you to find out what you really believe
Questioning the definition of proof and what we have perceived.
Feeling under attack and often neglected,
means you go on the offensive in releasing some steam.
As you fall asleep at the wheel, holding the key of reprieve,
steering nearer towards the borders in view before you jump to conclusions
as you leap off the deep end and suffer delusions.
Are you stuck in a lucid dream or trapped in simulations?
Under illusions with nothing to do.
Everything else becomes damaged limitation
in a passage of enslavement whilst you’re apprehending the codes.
Unknowingly been standing in a Matrix, you were yet to behold!
Being the Architect of your own demise, outlining your fate,
hanging on the edge of a hole that your psyche creates.
Suspending this whole reality once you entered the zone.
The worldwide webs your abode,
but the end of this road is designed with an aim.
Structurally aligned, with each line intertwined for the frame.
The dimensions are closing, tightening as it all binds into place,
precisely arranged with your psychosis edging closer..
Dodging bullets in the firing range,
bending over backwards just to step aside from the pain.
That you spend every day of your life, trying on sight to evade
as your own subconscious, tightens the cable and toughens its grip!
You entered a cyberspace just to hide away
Now you’re stuck in a glitch of a world where you shouldn’t exist
as the net unravels more and more of the struggles you hid!
Continuously morphing those clicks and pressing them buttons!
Manifesting, malevolent as they come
As the shortcomings begin its time to end the discussion!
but it mattered getting the upper hand to develop a cover.
Misjudging the gravity of what he’s yet to discover
In a quest to become an oracle!
A live-wire who'd deflect onto others who had jumped in a fantasy.
But once you ejected the plug, it ruined the connection to us
and that’s when you lost touch with reality!
Ended up naturally becoming reflective for once
as deflecting had reached its peak.
Mirroring those inner demons in pursuit of hidden meanings,
In-cohesive, in a set of summer with a sickness seeping
then winter sleets in a mirage of different seasons.
That mixes feelings as you become desperate to move.
Whether he knew he'd turn and tumble, he had a thirst for trouble.
All set but stressing to choose between the red and the blue,
but either one would burst his bubble...
When his world had crumbled, just emptiful and hollow.
Trapped in your own world to wallow.
When you finally realise you’re nothing outside of this, and life’s a bitch!
….That’ll be the toughest pill to swallow!
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