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Floating
Floating in a vacuum
of anachronistic indifference
Fatally infected
with metastasistic cynicism
Blood coursing though my veins
is a disinterested shade of gray
Merely killing time
day by meaningless day
What future still remains
for a creation of the past,
swept asunder by history
and tides of relentless change?
State of disconnection,
absence of direction
Eyes can see, mind perceives
The heart is cold and still
What does it mean to want,
what does it mean to dream,
what does it mean to feel?
Where did life go?
of anachronistic indifference
Fatally infected
with metastasistic cynicism
Blood coursing though my veins
is a disinterested shade of gray
Merely killing time
day by meaningless day
What future still remains
for a creation of the past,
swept asunder by history
and tides of relentless change?
State of disconnection,
absence of direction
Eyes can see, mind perceives
The heart is cold and still
What does it mean to want,
what does it mean to dream,
what does it mean to feel?
Where did life go?
Published 4th Jan 2021
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4th Jan 2021 8:17am
Life is here
And dreams are simply plans for where you wish to go
Roll over those who choose to block you
Waste no more breath feeling oppressed
You have as much right to happiness as you are willing to work to achieve
And dreams are simply plans for where you wish to go
Roll over those who choose to block you
Waste no more breath feeling oppressed
You have as much right to happiness as you are willing to work to achieve
4th Jan 2021 8:45pm
17th Jul 2021 4:39am
