Away
Written by: Tais Keels
Falling, slipping, going away
Always fighting while trying to stay
Sometimes screaming, sometimes crying
But somehow always drifting away
The earth beneath me crumbles
I feel the darkness encircle my soul
I wander, trip, and stumble
I am broken, torn, no longer whole.
Falling, slipping, going away
Always fighting, trying pleading to stay.
Minutes seem like hours, and hours like days
Everything has slipped away
I have lost my footing
I am falling fast, slipping away.
Dashed to pieces on the rocks below
Into the stream my remains flow.
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