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Rest A While

Changing shapes and patterns rising high into the air.
Colors mixing, twisting, and combine to make despair.
In this endless wasteland drifting farther off our course.
Will we ever find our way into this mysterious force.
 
I am all you have inside this world that you might call a guide.
Hitched along the time warp and I'm too tall for the ride.
Left in empty eternity with nothing like a hope.
But my feet touched the ground when I reached the end of my rope.
 
Come and visit, stay a while.
Have a drink, my selves.
Watch the show and rest for now.
Before you return to your hells.
 
Joyful sounds of music reach your ears from the flow.
Every step closer and you change everything you know.
How many copies of your own eyes staring back at you.
Can you stand before you lose sense of what is true.
 
Crazy variations, the good, the bad and the obtuse.
Giving you the feeling that your dreaming or a screw is loose.
There's an arrow pointing at your head that says you're player one.
You're not even sure yourself and your time here has just begun.
 
Come and visit, stay a while.
Have a drink, my selves.
Watch the show and rest for now.
Before you return to your hells.
 
Welcome to a place between one world and the next.
Where weary forms of me and you come to rest.
Every day it's full of laughter and cheers.
But there are those of us who are trapped in here.
 
Unable to return.
The secrets we have learned.
There's nothing we can do.
To escape this limbo.
 
Waiting for the light.
We'll never see the night.
We are the forgotten few.
In a world without windows.
 
But come and visit, stay a while.
We'll serve you a drink, for all my selves.
Enjoy the show and rest for now.
As we all try to defeat our own hells.
 
So come and visit us and stay a while.
The future is certain and we're all well.
We'll never quit or fail our quests and trials.
Until we all break through this endless spell.
Written by Madcinder
Published | Edited 19th Mar 2018
Author's Note
In between one world and the next, there is an empty world of nothing. In this emptiness, there is a bar.
Inspired by PMMM.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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