Nobody likes you , know this,
That at the end of the day ,
You will be greeted by nothingness
Your ‘loved ones’ will walk away

You will rise , no doubt climb
High, and the worst will be the fall
And where cameras and cheers were,
now will be a stark naked hall

Stripped off glory, honour and rank
All winnings reduced to naught
Hard work shall go down the drain,
Each mistake you made, caught

As the maddening crowd grows
Around you, strangling, suffocating
Not lonely, no, but all alone , you
Will have no one to share your suffering

And you bleed. Bleed burning blood
All your insecurities laid bare
A certainty, this judgment day
So all you can do is prepare


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