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Realities Wrath

Sky darken by the rain,
Tears from gods eyes drained.
Torn from the blindness,
Gods wrath shows no kindness.
Paying a dept,
A promise I've kept.
I will burn this body for my sins,
By the devil's grim.
A world without color,
A place even a blind man won't follow.
I walk along this path,
Trying to stop gods wrath.
I journey solo,
Hoping to gain my halo.
But times are tough,
Never doing enough.
No place to call home,
No place to roam.
Standing still,
Watching, absorbing and learning, wondering if this is all real.
I lay my head down,
Journey to a world where there's no sound.
I dream of reality,
But in my dreams it's still cloudy.
My dreams are now turning black and white,
Recognizing this is far from right.
I'm no longer in pain,
That I fear, because now there's nothing to gain.
And yet I still have hope,
It's what I have to cope.
I still get up everyday,
Holding my tears at bay.
Hope gives me the drive,
Believe will allow me to thrive.
While keeping faith,
so I can have courage to be ok.
Written by Johnny707 (John M. A. Anderson)
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I write from my heart
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