Irony of your biography

by AlonEvil

Awful creation
scratching inside the coffin
a deaf sound that comes from inside of your soul
this acoustic place, perfect to a concert
the structure is made by your rib cage
your heart, the main stage
so, what’s about to singing tonight?
a tragic opera? a hardcore performance?
no matter what, your voice sound so mediocre this night
but the words, the words that you choose are so visceral
even whispering, every word that you say
tells about a life full of pain
misery, sadness… but don’t sounds like a complains
it’s your short story, your biography
let sit here and listen, about your fantastic five minutes