Reality Through Time
Life passes by, as if Im viewing a scene from a movie
I see other pass by and I feel their pain
Their grief and misery
And I think to myself, "What is this agonizing pain?"
This pain that grows inside me from the outside
I try and help them, but instead I get thrown into a well
A well of bad feelings and emotions
I swim in hopes of seeing sunlight
But the pools of tears drown me
Out of existenting
I wake up again, on a sunny beach
And all seems well, but the cloud form
And my past rains down on me in attempt to kill
I run in fear of it catching up to me
But memories come back
Why did I leave them?
Their voices taunting at me
I tried to save all that I could
But the guilt trips me
And my grief drowns me once again
It washes over me to the point of no return.
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