Sunday, March 26, 2006

My non-existence

Jump before me I fear to see
Fall away from the cracked glass window below
Thousands of shattered lifes left alone
It is so dark that it is nearly blinded by light
Faraway from dreams and goals I seek
Blurry vision of what ahead
Ignorance released without feelings of regrets
As we stroll down the streets we used to embark
Different yet familiar tears occur
Whatever! Whatever! Whatever! Whatever!
Anger in non-existence no more...
Step on me, washing the dirt off feet as they past by
Alone in the dark of light
Introspective insight of life with my non-existence
And the days continue...
Till its time.

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