Mistress of Mal-Reality

But sanity's a key component, to keep 'way from this game

Mistress of mal-reality 
Come indulge me with your poison.
Pour the tonic down my throat 
Until I'm drowning in your sin.

I am transported by delusion.
My mind is all but sane.
But sanity's a key component
To keep 'way from game.

I might call this delusion divine.
The world might call it grandeur,
But all I can think of when I'm thinking 
Is how you are my cure.

For every ailment binding,
For every cough and labored breath,
My made-up lady will keep me grinding
Every second until death.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading.

Reviews

[Jennifer M. Pennington]

Wow...captivating and intense.