A Broken Alibi, A Shattered Soul
A silent drop
of whispered tears
A murmured glance
of shadowed fears
Up above infinity
flying just below eternity
What I am
I cannot explain
I simply am
I'm simply me
A figure
I cannot recall
nor chase away
Floating endlessly
though millions breach
and attempt to reach
to bring back
what they once had
If I am what they wish
and I wish what they are
Is it me that once attempted to reach
and managed a hold on something above?
Is it I that brought my hands down
to wipe away tears
or collect pain?
If I were,
I would not be able to say
For if I was
Perhaps its best
that none have managed
to see who I have become
I am lost,
yet I feel found
embraced by that
surrounding me
which I cannot explain
I float
at the mercy of the one in charge
if that is me
then I am at the mercy of myself
for which I plead
would have it once
at least to me
and not sacrifice itself
for mere spite
A single tear
of fading ash
A promised vow
of a broken stash
Down below the nothing
Just above the vast
That is where you'll find me
Trapped in endless thoughts
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