Enigma (Part 2) |The Rise (Slam Poetry)

Flashing lights, beeping sounds am I in hell or heaven OR am I wrong?/

I hear Weeping cries, so I open my eyes and see people in hospital uniforms/

They ask me my name and I reply “Im a unicorn”/

The doctor double checks if im mentally deranged or just a retarded hollow soul who just wishes he wasnt born/

Handcuffed to the hospital bed, my mother says to me “Satan used you as a pawn/

You’ve never been the suicidal type my son/”

If she only knew that I was an atheist/

If she only knew that I quit believing as I lost my patience/

But I have to ask for forgiveness cause im scared that she’ll see me in a different image, not her good Samaritan son/

So I blame it on the drugs as everyone does and promise to see the sun every day until my time comes/

She sheds a tear and believes my lie, like they all say “the truth is better hidden if it has a potential of ruining someone”/

Maybe im selfless, cause all I ever wanted to do in my lifetime was to make her proud/

But in the world I live in failure is inevitable for a 21 year old man with no beliefs, so suicide was my escape plan in this god forsaken ground/

My brother asks me “Why a samurai sword?!/

I reply “its more dramatic , and a quicker way to end my life unlike hanging myself using a noose or cord”/

My sister asks me “ Why kill yourself young blood?/”

I reply “my life has been constant for 2 years now, I was bored”/

As my friend Munk sheds a tear I tell him “We have been controlled from day 1 to fear death, as that’s the ultimate step to unleashing success, don’t feel sorry for me but be happy as I have broke down the barriers and im now mentally free/”

Now the morphine kicks in and I scream my lungs out “Im a unicorn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Cause truly I AM one and no one can dare question me.