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Tomorrow

moving slowly as I walk
through the darkened hall
voices seemed to call my name
beckoning from afar
are they really spirits
moved on to other plains
or is it creeping madness
insidious in its pace

the head aches started weeks before
but I will not let on
the fear that daily grips my soul
will it last for long?
my memories are fading
lost within a maze
a labyrinth of my own design
oh it feels so strange

The people I encounter
each and every day
some I seem to recognize
others just seem to fade
I can't remember all the time
who I really am
how I came to be this way
or what will happen next

The chilling part of this tale
is it happens everyday
some of us are old and frail
while others still like to play
nature plays its tricks on us
some are cruel indeed
robbing us of our life
of our will to be

I don't know what I'm afraid of
but the fear is truly real
sit and watch the sun set
until it disappears
how on earth did this happen
just what was the cause
something that I ate perhaps
or maybe just a clot

whatever is the answer
my fate is surely sealed
today uneasy happiness
tomorrow rest in the field.





Written by scopow77 (Scot Powers)
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