At this very moment
I wouldn’t mind.
Why should I live life
Dreaming of unreality.
I would rather die here,
My body bruised and battered
From the heartache I’ve endured.
Than continue looking for
My impossible utopia.
If I should die
At this very moment
I’d smile and laugh.
Because I know
That then,
And only then
Would I find my utopia.
In this world’s
Dystopia.
