fear

A Poem by luciddreamer

What do you do?

Where do you go?

How can you change

when your life is not your own

Standing on cliffs

looking up and down

between what you think is real

and the lies you been force fed

toward the end of life

realizing you never came close

to what you were suppose to be

how can you just wait

for the grim reaper to set you free

fear

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this weeps melancholy shades~ the hopeless sorrow of the narrator is painted in deep~deep hues~

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Added on March 10, 2011
Last Updated on March 10, 2011

First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win....Gandhi more..

One of those days