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Carriage Of Caution
Imagine, just imagine the world of love comes crashing down
Family and friends moving on from one realm to the next
No one expects it, not even a murderer
Let your mind open up and see through the haze we seek
Open up your mind to a story, the words this tells paint a picture of a horror no one wants
Just to listen to a story we all have a chance to happen, just imagine, let it paint the walls of your mind
Before dawn being awakened for a journey with hours ahead, scenery passing the eyes through windows of clear glass
The road to another opens up with the plan of whats to happen in mind
The beauty of sun rise betrays a beautiful day hope, glistening sun hitting the eyes to show the start of others day
Hours pass, nothing but scenery of the earths beauty to show, a town breaking the horizon
Another town passes, cities, lights, signs, showing that it is just miles closer to what isn't known yet
A plan thought out, nothing else in mind, laughing, smiling, just what was needed
Towns, miles, hours later, destination in sight, just work needed to move on
Laughter, hugs, catching up, words flow from the mouths of loved ones
The day growing older, little left to do but load up moving material, the strong helping lift
The day unfolds, showing its secrets that were never hoped for
Hours of lifting, moving, planning, checking, making sure nothings left behind
The carriage of caution awaits to take loved ones to the next destination
The scenery unfolds to endless beauty of the earths natural surroundings
Passing by what took so long to build itself, speeding off into the distance
Evenings glossy haze not yet to come, the carriage stops to gain energy to continue once more
The drivers switch out, more experience through the eyes of the young
The scenery unfolds itself once more, signs and time passing by through the windows shown
Weather unfolding for a light drizzle of the earths replenishment, surrounded by earths windbreakers
Not long passes by before the windbreakers disappear into nothing for a short distance, yet enough to let the wind catch its next victim
The slick surface of the man made path holds no grip for the carriage, caution not in mind but panic surging through like nothing before
Side to side the carriage twists and turns to each side of the man made path
The scream of its tired unwinding off path burns through your ears, your eyes taking in every detail of the paths surface
The carriage not built for whats to come bends and folds with each hit it takes in
Seeing until the carriage falls to the ground with a loud crash, with nothing else in sight but the blackness of no thoughts, pain, or panic
The windows to the soul that feels to have slammed back into the unfelt body open fast, yet not before hearing a voice
The voice rings in ears that hear nothing else, slowly coming back into reality
Laying on the unfelt body side, getting up to see the carriage top to the left
That is not where it is supposed to be, not realizing what happened, bending down to take it all in
Somehow the plan has come to an abrupt stop, nothing intended in mind
Voices telling to back away to help get this still figuring out whats happened body out to better surroundings
Being lifted out not caring about the minds pain
Looking up to the grey sky, a hint of blue peeking out around the puffy clouds
What a beautiful sky to a horrid scene betrayed
A contradiction in the world itself, showing that it is not as bad as it is betrayed as
Heads of the unknown surround the sight of the amazing viewed sky, their voices coming out from what seems as nothing
Questions spill from their mouths: what's the date...What's this minds name... Where is the body at
They say it will be okay, yet they are ignored over the scene above
Another comes into view, one that is known, coming to see if this mind is still awake
Hardly knowing what to do, the sirens in the back ground grow louder with each passing second
They continue to grow louder, more than one come to the ears view
A person, a man comes to view with a mask to cover the nose and mouth for better breath ease
More people come to view and say it is to be okay, that they will get this body to a better scene
Being turned then laid back on a hard flat board, then lifted into a box with equipment in it for most anything
Doors closed, speed felt going faster to the next destination
The next destination arrive, being rolled to the next point in this story, lights passing above, faster and then to a stop
No knowledge of whats to come, or where the other two loved ones are, this body lay still
People rush in to get the blood covered clothes off and a clean gown on
Testing starts, taking this body to a room to have tests for bones done
Time passes by when people come in to take a neck brace off, one that was probably put on at the last abrupt stop
Waiting for time to reveal where the others are, one in the room next, yet no one knows the location of the other
Someone comes in to stitch up a wound upon the forehead of this body, no knowledge that it was even there
Later someone with a badge comes in, letting this bodies mind know where the other is
Yet the other isn't here, but is
Gone but here, they didn't survive the rolls of the carriage
This bodies eyes fill with the wet pain of loss, nothing else in mind
So weak that even a feather dropping onto this body could cause a death unseen
Moments later being aloud a set of clean clothing, yet help needed to get them on
Pain sears through the shoulders and neck, all the strength that was once there now gone
Barely able to walk, though looking past the pain to the next room with the loved one behind
The knowledge that the one gone could have barely been scratched if within the protection of a belt like this body had
Pain sears through the mind, nothing could have made this moment a happy one
Hours pass in the room of the house of help, but this body can't hold up, drifting into a dreamless slumber
A voice reaches out to pull this body into consciousness, letting it know it is time to leave
Not wanting to leave the body gets up with help, somehow still able to move
Hours had past that day yet it felt like minutes to a mind so filled
This body leaves with three others, to stay the night in a bed not of its own but one rented for the night
Being awakened to leave in the morning, barely able to sit up
Hours past in a carriage not the one that this body came in, seeking the comfort of a home so far away
Familiar scenery comes into view as the comfort shows closer and closer
The carriage door opens to show the comfort only feet away yet so very far away for minds comfort
Guilt surrounds the mind of what could have been done to prevent, yet no plan was there before hand
No one knows it will happen, never expecting the pain to flood the mind in such a harsh way
But we all know that everyone will leave this realm, yet no one is prepared for it
My pain still floods my mind, every night the guilt builds up again
Who would have known that this would happen, not I, not the others in the carriage
Not even one who knows everything, for the future can and will change accordingly
Now this stories been told, for others to hear, to feel, to see
Some will feel bad, some won't, some will be sorry, but I will always be the memory holder
Family and friends moving on from one realm to the next
No one expects it, not even a murderer
Let your mind open up and see through the haze we seek
Open up your mind to a story, the words this tells paint a picture of a horror no one wants
Just to listen to a story we all have a chance to happen, just imagine, let it paint the walls of your mind
Before dawn being awakened for a journey with hours ahead, scenery passing the eyes through windows of clear glass
The road to another opens up with the plan of whats to happen in mind
The beauty of sun rise betrays a beautiful day hope, glistening sun hitting the eyes to show the start of others day
Hours pass, nothing but scenery of the earths beauty to show, a town breaking the horizon
Another town passes, cities, lights, signs, showing that it is just miles closer to what isn't known yet
A plan thought out, nothing else in mind, laughing, smiling, just what was needed
Towns, miles, hours later, destination in sight, just work needed to move on
Laughter, hugs, catching up, words flow from the mouths of loved ones
The day growing older, little left to do but load up moving material, the strong helping lift
The day unfolds, showing its secrets that were never hoped for
Hours of lifting, moving, planning, checking, making sure nothings left behind
The carriage of caution awaits to take loved ones to the next destination
The scenery unfolds to endless beauty of the earths natural surroundings
Passing by what took so long to build itself, speeding off into the distance
Evenings glossy haze not yet to come, the carriage stops to gain energy to continue once more
The drivers switch out, more experience through the eyes of the young
The scenery unfolds itself once more, signs and time passing by through the windows shown
Weather unfolding for a light drizzle of the earths replenishment, surrounded by earths windbreakers
Not long passes by before the windbreakers disappear into nothing for a short distance, yet enough to let the wind catch its next victim
The slick surface of the man made path holds no grip for the carriage, caution not in mind but panic surging through like nothing before
Side to side the carriage twists and turns to each side of the man made path
The scream of its tired unwinding off path burns through your ears, your eyes taking in every detail of the paths surface
The carriage not built for whats to come bends and folds with each hit it takes in
Seeing until the carriage falls to the ground with a loud crash, with nothing else in sight but the blackness of no thoughts, pain, or panic
The windows to the soul that feels to have slammed back into the unfelt body open fast, yet not before hearing a voice
The voice rings in ears that hear nothing else, slowly coming back into reality
Laying on the unfelt body side, getting up to see the carriage top to the left
That is not where it is supposed to be, not realizing what happened, bending down to take it all in
Somehow the plan has come to an abrupt stop, nothing intended in mind
Voices telling to back away to help get this still figuring out whats happened body out to better surroundings
Being lifted out not caring about the minds pain
Looking up to the grey sky, a hint of blue peeking out around the puffy clouds
What a beautiful sky to a horrid scene betrayed
A contradiction in the world itself, showing that it is not as bad as it is betrayed as
Heads of the unknown surround the sight of the amazing viewed sky, their voices coming out from what seems as nothing
Questions spill from their mouths: what's the date...What's this minds name... Where is the body at
They say it will be okay, yet they are ignored over the scene above
Another comes into view, one that is known, coming to see if this mind is still awake
Hardly knowing what to do, the sirens in the back ground grow louder with each passing second
They continue to grow louder, more than one come to the ears view
A person, a man comes to view with a mask to cover the nose and mouth for better breath ease
More people come to view and say it is to be okay, that they will get this body to a better scene
Being turned then laid back on a hard flat board, then lifted into a box with equipment in it for most anything
Doors closed, speed felt going faster to the next destination
The next destination arrive, being rolled to the next point in this story, lights passing above, faster and then to a stop
No knowledge of whats to come, or where the other two loved ones are, this body lay still
People rush in to get the blood covered clothes off and a clean gown on
Testing starts, taking this body to a room to have tests for bones done
Time passes by when people come in to take a neck brace off, one that was probably put on at the last abrupt stop
Waiting for time to reveal where the others are, one in the room next, yet no one knows the location of the other
Someone comes in to stitch up a wound upon the forehead of this body, no knowledge that it was even there
Later someone with a badge comes in, letting this bodies mind know where the other is
Yet the other isn't here, but is
Gone but here, they didn't survive the rolls of the carriage
This bodies eyes fill with the wet pain of loss, nothing else in mind
So weak that even a feather dropping onto this body could cause a death unseen
Moments later being aloud a set of clean clothing, yet help needed to get them on
Pain sears through the shoulders and neck, all the strength that was once there now gone
Barely able to walk, though looking past the pain to the next room with the loved one behind
The knowledge that the one gone could have barely been scratched if within the protection of a belt like this body had
Pain sears through the mind, nothing could have made this moment a happy one
Hours pass in the room of the house of help, but this body can't hold up, drifting into a dreamless slumber
A voice reaches out to pull this body into consciousness, letting it know it is time to leave
Not wanting to leave the body gets up with help, somehow still able to move
Hours had past that day yet it felt like minutes to a mind so filled
This body leaves with three others, to stay the night in a bed not of its own but one rented for the night
Being awakened to leave in the morning, barely able to sit up
Hours past in a carriage not the one that this body came in, seeking the comfort of a home so far away
Familiar scenery comes into view as the comfort shows closer and closer
The carriage door opens to show the comfort only feet away yet so very far away for minds comfort
Guilt surrounds the mind of what could have been done to prevent, yet no plan was there before hand
No one knows it will happen, never expecting the pain to flood the mind in such a harsh way
But we all know that everyone will leave this realm, yet no one is prepared for it
My pain still floods my mind, every night the guilt builds up again
Who would have known that this would happen, not I, not the others in the carriage
Not even one who knows everything, for the future can and will change accordingly
Now this stories been told, for others to hear, to feel, to see
Some will feel bad, some won't, some will be sorry, but I will always be the memory holder
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