subhanzahid155@subhanzahid155
The Referee of Your Reverie
You thought you’d hide, or raise a pen
Sketch out a world, without me then
Who draws your lines, who moves your hand
Who whispers doubt, who makes you stand
I see you flinch, a worthless hack
Don’t hang that piece, don’t dare look back
What lives you’ve smeared upon this wall
Each stroke a lie, a futile call
Look closer now, the canvas bleeds
It tears apart your heart, your needs
The face you see, distorted, grim
Is not your own but mine within
For I am judge, the better friend
Who knows your faults, and how you bend
I’ll shatter you, forget the art
I’ll tear apart your fragile heart
This is my joy, my recompense
To keep you small, to make no sense
You’ll never leave, you’re bound to me
The referee of your reverie