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Nov 2010
Everyday is anything but a present,
waking after a restless night of sleep,
always wondering what went wrong so fast,
always looking for another chance,
seeing a door at the end of the road,
once was open but no is closing,
closing so fast that the breeze sends a chill through my spine,
keeping it all inside,
dont bother to fight it,
you cant face reality,
and dreaming with a broken heart,
cant get you anywhere,
anymore,
bodyguard status revoked,
nice guy turned hard by lies,
bleeding uncontrollably,
unable to see where it starts,
but feeling where it hurts the most,
only it helps to drink,
to drink the night away,
no more dreams,
the soreness and headaches a welcome relief,
a different kind of pain,
drinking you away,
drinking her away,
drinking everyone away,
cant wait to leave this place,
get some distance from anything that hurts,
braving fire and brimstone which can never equal the pain,
only remembering the all too sad truth,
the greatest distance on this earth,
is the distance between two people.
never realizing the strength that one feeds from another,
never realizing the strength that one has to give to another,
the distance is great,
like a chasm to our hearts,
but when dreaming with a broken heart,
no distance is too great,
where you can fly to cross the distance,
bleeding the whole way over,
falling for the same old tricks,
believing the words without looking into the eyes,
and only when the scent hits do you bother to look up,
and does the vision blur,
same old tears,
same old heartache,
same old dreams with a broken heart,
fragments floating into the chasm,
waiting on the world change
Written by
Bryan J Powers
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