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Forever Delayed

Forever Delayed

 

The sky's awash in blood,

 

Railroad tracks encircle the land

 

The only thing that feels real is the knife of my breath-

 

will the world end in ice or fire?

 

All the sins I've committed tip the scales in favor of hell.

 

I beg your warmth, once more, anyway

 

The last train back, is forever delayed-

 

I run blindly, stumbling through wilting flowers,

 

Hands clamped over ears to stop that shrill scream-

 

What is it!?

 

Why are you following me?!

 

"I can't see a thing" I scream, I cry,

 

searching desperately for words to live by,

 

tell me do you care, do you care-

 

at all?

 

I'm thrown to the side with nothing but

 

broken mirrors-

 

falling, falling, into the dark pit-

 

I can't summon enough tears to cry-

 

To tell you it's okay, it's okay-

 

That would be a lie.

 

All the broken things I've bled for-

 

so close...so close now.

 

But as my fingers graze them-

 

clocks mock-Too late! Too late!

 

You're already an adult!

 

~X~

"If you must begin something, then go all the way, for if you begin and quit, the unfinished business you have left behind will haunt you for all time. The path to love is like getting on a train you cannot get off. You ride on and on."

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kathy-z
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Mar 29, 2013
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