Reality of the ConsequencesA Poem by Ryun CushingWhen the insanity sets in. All you feel is the shaking and trembling begin. Not the end is near just the beginning to fear. For no hope found, laying around. Hour by hour time flies by, as you switch from watching the clock then to just staring at the sky. Confined in your mind is just you and what you hide The truth in your mind to whats just outside Believing the acts played and not whats reality Coming around to sense and feel to realize the fatality Of the actions you completed over the years Were they really worth all of these tears? What comes out now is just because of consequence From those little things you planned and just to feel the sense Of amazement, of astonishment, of just being able to accomplish it This wasn't it, what you wanted that is, the end product..just didn't seem to fit. © 2013 Ryun CushingReviews
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Added on January 3, 2013Last Updated on January 3, 2013 Tags: short story, poem, think, consequence, reality |