Chapter 9: Sadgic

I always pull the "comma" of death,

Wondering, "I am happy?",

Neither "Yes" nor "No", I was trained,

Bathing with 'liquidized red roses'.

I always pull the "sheath" of death,

'Shocked blocks' rolled down spits 'red paint',

Showing a dead-pan face,

When will this nightmarish mission end?

I suddenly have time to rest,

'Postered faces' suddenly vanished,

Maybe mission accomplished?

Do I need to be relax or happy?

Beautiful world above, serene and order,

Yet under, ping pong of 'round-ended cones',

Continuously devouring 'field of illegal farmers',

Mountains of 'stiff-lifeless blocks' leftovers.

Walking outside, breathing untainted air,

My mind is in serene state, then 'hand-shaped imprint',

A 'twin falls' in her eyes rashes down,

Not knowing who am I, who is she?

I didn't bothered it and continuously walk calmly,

Yet adrenaline bathe my 'stone-cold fist',

I can't breath, it's my first,

Help! as my world turns into 'hell of darkness'.

A lit of pure white paint my 'dark',

She came back, then a bucket of adrenaline poured,

I'm in panicked, Help! Help! 'stone fist' pounding,

"Hey! You Okay?" as 'erratic waves' calm down then 'darkness eats me'.

author here sorry for some negativity hehe

this has part 2

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