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Aug 2015
Some days i feel like i'm dying
I wake up but i'm never really awake...you know ?
I see the world in a dim light that never seems to get any brighter
People amass together in a blur of colour , yet i am ...alone...monochrome
With only my cat for company..but she is enough in all her honesty

Thoughts are just thoughts without action
Like mist not becoming fog ...just an offspring of sorts
Another day passes through whilst the clock keeps count
Seconds , minutes , hours , days , months,....years !
Time flies but stays the same......stagnant pools of void

Where am i ?  in a life without life ?
Existing on automatic pilot with the battery running low
In a life my parents gave me but i never had a choice in
Why wasn't i asked to be conceived ?....selfish !!

Actions are just thoughts played out..without thought
But who is the one that suffers the consequence of an impulsive mind ?
Questions upon questions upon questions....upon questions
Shut down and sleep...
Tomorrow's blank page awaits ...........colour me.
I think i think too much .... : )
mark jarrad
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