Come and stand By the lighted brink of eternal rest See your dreams and ambitions Slowly tumble by your feet Like sand flowing out of a broken hour glass Down over the edge into the waiting darkness Cold yet serene somehow Look over and beyond At the somehow familiar, new void That frightens yet beckons to you To your existence Let reality set in You donít have long to live All is slipping away The days of glee have all been exhausted All that remains is reality and pain.
Written by xmar82 like this? more poems by author Published 10th November 2013 8:17pm All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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