I’m standing in front of these shadows,
Breaking down at all the turns.
Uncontrollably spinning out of control,
I try my best to be alright,
Will this fight take this life?
Illusions of a better life,
Seem to come at full price,
Here it runs scared.
I’m routing for you,
But I’m through.
Begging for the salad years,
It cripples me like a disease.
Here I am slipping ,
When the words come deep.
Awkwardness rises like a ghost,
Crawling and Scratching so fast,
But never even getting close.
Goodbye to a sad excuse to strive,
Dead memories that kill for one chance,
To the wasted hours looking back,
Goodbye lost dreams, Won’t you get out.
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