If my eyes could see
past the clouds and the deep blue sea into all
of heaven's bliss
maybe I should
open my eyes.
Why? Oh why?
Is what I ask myself.
The dirt beneath my finger nails
is it real or just me?
It feels as if
a bus just ran over me!!!!!!!!
My emotions so confused
which way is up?
Is the concrete my only bed?
Is this my fate?
Or is it destiny
that brought me this far?
In such a life
that I have lived
with so many memories
some I'd soon like too forget
and others that will last all of time
in me, in my soul.
Mabe I should take a walk
around the block?
Or the world perhaps?
I alreay know
what is outside my front door.
Is the world we have made
such a perfect place?
If you don't like
what time has written?
We can't change that in the past.
Write your life for this day
and what it will be tomorrow.
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