I am God-Modern Poetry

Why in this bright sunshine?

I am obsessed with dreams in the dark,

The bright sky

Like a black hole with no end,

Always dressed up,

And constantly devour everything here;

The sun is gradually driven away by the night,

Awaken the night,

That star is so fragile,

Waiting for the light

But the night is too long,

Burning the night here like the sun.

This is the devil created by God.

Will burn the world, scream in pain,

Evil darkens the night,

But god of light was buried.

Looking at everything here,

And I believe that?

I came to God and God like a dream.

I want them to save me.

But they're dead,

Leave this dark frozen world.

They emit black,

They feel cold invisibly,

Look, there's nobody here!

So, I became a god.