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Sierra Martin Jun 2010
She didn’t know what to do
She was trapped,
With absolutely nowhere to go

She had nothing left.
She had no one left.

She was the last one,
And was forced to fight this impossible battle,
That dozens had failed before her

She didn’t know what to do
And she was now,
Truly, and completely

Lost.
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Sierra Martin Jun 2010
Time Stops

Your Blood Freezes

And you think
About all you have missed
About all you will miss

Then comes the small,
but overpowering thought.

Make it all be
        Over.

But time keeps going
And never stops.
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Sierra Martin Jun 2010
You want to live.

You want to be remembered.

You want to make a difference.

You want to save the world.
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Sierra Martin Jun 2010
It was like slipping through a sheet of ice-cold water

Falling into nothing
Becoming nothing

Everything that was your life is now your death

Everything you know,
Everything you thought
Leaves you.
Traveling into near darkness and not coming back

You forget.
You forget
to breath
to talk
to move

All you can do it Fight

Fight an impossible battle against yourself
An impossible battle you will loose
An impossible battle you will never wake up from.
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Sierra Martin Jun 2010
The waves came, but never retreated

The silence grew, but never ceased

The sky blackened, but never lit

The signs of the world unraveling pierced straight through every mind,

The proof was given to mankind

The sun slipped
The ice sunk
The trees scarce
The deserts abundant
The ground quaked
The houses crumpled

The People Raged
Water departed
Food Rotten
Animals forgotten
Hopes gone

The Tide Has Turned
And people begin to regret, more and more.
People begin to see that there is so much more in life than the challenge of living.
That you have to show your humanity by creating, not destroying
You have to plant the tree, not demolish the forest

And Humanity Dreamt
Most could not imagine waking up
Others never wanted the dream to end
Some needed more convincing
And they dreamt
They closed their eyes and ventured through the world
Every era, every time
They saw creations being built, and then destroyed
New York replaced with swaying forests, rippling lakes, and expanding coastlines
They saw the Great Wall take itself down, replaced by untouched mountainous peaks with extraordinary views.
The Eiffel Tower crumpled, the city unfolding at its sides.
Everything from the Seine River to the towering Cathedrals turned into hills of vast green

They saw the beauty of the world, being untouched
But then they saw what was to come, what was created by powers unimaginable by man, and destroyed by its inhabitants
They saw things they could never forget
They saw things they could never imagine
They saw things that changed everything they thought they were
They saw things that not only answered their fears, but became reality
And the torture of the thought that this had started with the human race, and ended with the human race became apparent

It was only the truth,
That was what seamed to scare them the most

Everything was becoming nothing
Somewhere was becoming nowhere
And it was too late
Nothing could be done
The earth was slowly changing
And everything that was once living was slowly becoming only memory
And it was too late
Nothing could be done

But still,
They slept
And were swept into even deeper sleep
Taken across mountains,
Rivers,
Forests,
Deserts,
Oceans
All familiar signs of life for them
And once again, it changed

Back to The landscape of vast earth being covered in un-touched soil
The large lakes spreading their water into streams
branching left and right
  The jungles teaming with life so full, noises came
in every direction
And then they came to The first sign of humanity
  The first woman bearing a child,
  The first man showing a smile
But then they saw their familiar way of living change
Into what all the powers of human race intended their creations to do

To Live With All Living
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Thank you for reading!

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