Tuesday, 3 March 2015

Hold on for dear life


When you're tired and your bones start weighing more than they used to,
You just can't seem to see this night through,
Gravity feels stronger pulling you towards the ground,
Or maybe it's just your low spirits, you're feeling down,
Everything seems life or death,
You wonder just how far we actually ever get,
Back to square one,
Though nothing really ever matters in the long run,
And you want to cry,
Desperate to escape only to realize you can no longer fly,
Caught struggling in your own lie's spider web,
When exactly did it get all around your neck?
It's mundane, futile, irrelevant,
The quick to dry tears will remain as the sole evidence,
In the end salvation's always absent.

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