453 (20.09.2015)

Somehow today I feel lost and alone,
The world seems to have spiralled from control
So many little things have turned to stone
I'm floating on a thread above a hole
And everything around is real and dark
And all the dreams that yesterday were true
Today have somehow lost their sacred spark
So nothing in the universe is new.
So we live lives in bodies and in thought
Yet each of us is slipping all the time,
Reality's a trap and we've been caught
And can't be free no matter how we climb.
Today I feel like this and it's a shame,
I hope tomorrow I don't feel the same.


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