LUCYThe world watches as I
LUCY
The world watches as I travel through space and time
I experience the feeling of euphoria, minutes go by, lustrum pass before my eyes
I have no grasp of reality, it seems as if my odyssey will never come to an end
I listen to my soul which consists of several people in my cranium.
I go back to adolescence, “please correct your mistakes Mikey”
“Mikey please don’t be stupid, I know you’re better than that”
My life skips to a chapter, where I question my existence.
Is this REAL, did THIS REALLY HAPPEN?
I LEARN TO CONTROL, I LEARN TO DEFY MY LIMITS AS A PERSON!
My eyes see through another man’s view, this isn’t me.
I don’t clearly understand what I’m seeing, is this death, is this the final moment of my life.
I walk down a pitch black space, I don’t see anything nearby.
I cry because I’m alone, I have no one by my side
I hear a voice call by, I close my eyes.
I’m safe and sound, with people by me.
Lucy is no longer with me.
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