I don't know what will happen
In the world of tomorrow.
So today, I'll do my best
With the time I've borrowed

A mockingbird mocks
She hardly hears

The twinkling sound
of stars falling in her eyes

Her mind is too far away
Strayed in the light-speed
of the found and the lost

Dizzy, is she
She feels trapped
Inevitability of the universe

She is just that mockingbird
She hears

The world hears neither of them
But both can pretend

I find myself upon hallowed ground...
Amonst a courtyard of marbled stone
Whos touch is as cold as the winter night
Whos names are as blurred as the morning fog
That blankets the truth from unfamiliar eyes...
The leaves blow around me in a dance as if rehearsed
I find myself lost amongst this peace...
Never welcomed...never forgotten...
For what lays here is but a memory and a promise...
A promise that I shall return...and never leave...
Will that day be as cold as today?
As empty as the freshly dug graves?
Who will fill them?

Lofty words, spoken;  as if, as if;
and no doubt, I'll burn for it all.. I'm sure.
A conniving-mind--
filled with agenda.. oh, I'm sure
And  if there is a stone  that
needs to be thrown first,  then here--
take it, my love.. and cast away,
my little castaway.

Now villified,  I can   finally
be sent back to hell--
back to where I've always belonged,
because.. no doubt, everything I've ever done
has only been self-serving.

Everything--
    I'm sure of it.

Darkness, o darkness,
I call for the sight.
Hidden inside you,
The small shred of light.

It’s a strange little globe,
The people, despair.
The ones who are happy,
Not know what happiness is.

The belief in feelings,
They don’t yet understand.
Everything is alright?
That’s a fool’s stance.

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apprehension
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