she made you believe in an effortless existence?
does that mean she conjured you out of thin air
without the pain of childbirth
simply because she trapped and confined her dead relatives
manipulating their bones and souls
into granting all her wishes?
oh, and prosperity and a good life
with magick and the supernatural?
i believe pigs would fly
unicorns could excrete rainbows too
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she tried so hard to shield you
not from the big bad world
but from the truth itself
the big bad wolf she was covering up
desperate to keep you under her fingers
that's why you were fed
with Ayahuasca and magic mushroom
for your entire life
worlds away from the rest of us mere mortals
so accustomed now to comfortable delusion
over difficult reality
i'm sorry to say that
i will not subjugate myself to this person
with some of the most outrageous sorcery
anyone could ever invent
think i've had enough
watching the devil playing God
and masquerading
as the holy one, the innocent one, and the saint
i didn't ask for this kind of theater
i cannot deny my own critical thoughts
i may not be the brightest bulb in the room
but i can still tell
now, pass me the helmet
i'm going to get out
from this hellhole
before the house of cards collapses
i need to save myself
before she launches more
of her poison arrows at me
you should get out too
while it's not too late
before she buries you alive
©Britt H.
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Freewrite Writing Prompt Day 2803: PASS ME THE HELMET by @Freewritehouse. Thanks to @marianneweste @latino.romano, @wakeupkitty, and @felt.buzz
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