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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Curses.

Curses.

A Poem by SyN

We've waited far to long to,
watch it all crash and fall through.

So when you feel like s**t,
you gotta keep on pushing it.

If you saw the worlds,
through my eyes.
then you wouldn't feel so high rise's.

Its time to take our chance,
you gotta sit back and hold tight.

There's forces,
working in our heads,
but we don't understand them.

I need a map to explore,
my way out all the time.

Theres curses,
lurking in our heads,
but we don't want to find them.

We need to come back down and face,
what we've become.

The more I think,
the more I wish,
I could push stop,
then hit rewind.

What I would givin'
to have a day back then,
when no one really cares.

I remember when we all,
used to kickback,
take days off school.

So many times I've smiled,
so many times I cried,
but never did we tried,
Never did, because.

It's haunting me,
I'm so alone,
I'm just trying to find my way back home,
I'm so alone, alone.

© 2016 SyN


Author's Note

SyN
I'm new.
Thanks for reading.
I appreciate it.
^_^

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About me? I was myself, and not anyone. Such as think' randomly. Simple, calm, serious, forgotten, exiled, sometimes strange. Favorite Music : Metal. more..

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