How far should we go?
I don’t know
If I had a choice I’d have bailed long ago
I’m here though
Never ending dream
Except the dreams
Which end
But the day feels like a dream
Sometimes I don’t know what was and wasn’t
Is it real?
Or just another shard of my mind?
Does there have to be this endless march?
One foot in front of the other
But it’s led me here
A place without anyone
And without anyone
It’s just me
All the me’s
Us
And it might not be over for us
But it’s over for any idea of us with anyone but us
I sought connection
And found none
Seek it out and ye shall find?
Something a rich man says to make himself believe it was his seeking that bright him fortune
And a poor man says to make himself believe he just hasn’t sought hard enough
The lucky
The unlucky
She’s finicky
Silent and sinister
Some people have it
Some don’t
And, yes, it is the dice cast again and again
Your either roll well or not
I roll critical at strange times
Yes still searching this city
For someone no where to be found
Am I on the wrong planet?
Are you out there?
Do you hear me?
My heart calls
Calls to no answer
I thought someone was there
But it was just my imagination
Terrifying things imaginations
Powerful
Corrupt
No one has found me
To never forget
That the connected hand was false
And knowing it
Without forgetting
Without forgetting is hard
It’s fine
He couldn’t hear it
No one can
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