On a cold and hopeless night, I saw into the future. I saw the trees bloom and the sun beam. Everything felt right for once. I could feel myself come back to life after being dead for so long, shedding
the cold tomb of winter. I could feel the warmth in the air. I could see the blue in the sky. I could feel the tide changing, and I could see the trees turning over a new leaf. It was the taste of freedom I've
longed for finally there. I had felt as if I ascended into my own personal heaven. I was completely at peace for the first time in years. I finally reached the light at the end of the tunnel. Until, I
woke up and felt the rattling of the same shackles and chains that have been weighing me down for the last three years. It was all a dream. I cried out in the night like a prisoner in a dungeon
begging to be released from the cold, dark depths of despair. The realization of the present is the most painful thing one can know. I miss feeling of hope. Someone save me.
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The Dark Ages Vol.3 The End Is Near? [Formerly "Blaring Thoughts"]
PoetryI see a light at the end of the tunnel. I hope it's real. I hope I can make it. It's so far away. Will I make it? Will things finally be better?
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