Life Games
Patiently Waiting
Praying for safety
And that life isn’t too bad
To make you go crazy
Insane in the brain
With thoughts of unspeakable things
Just flowing like a river
The platter of life is gold
But may start off a silver
As the moments may slither
Like snakes they grow bigger
In the midst of trying to
Get a hold of times
That soon become memories
You fall on your face
The pain changes the grace, of your walk,
The direction of your path It takes the strength you once had
And runs away fast
Points and laughs
Taunts you as you try to catch up
Because with every two steps
You get knocked back twelve
Years pass by
And you still question yourself
What’s understood doesn’t have to be explained
But what about when
You can’t comprehend right away
How long will you stay,
In the state of confusion
Until you finally get up and
Learn to keep it moving
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