Shadows looming over
Thoughts draining down the sink,
Feeling all high, being so sober
Hands aren't ticking yet world changing in a blink.
Doubts are the only constant
Walking down the road,
Belief becoming so exorbitant
Serenity clenching it's desolate abode.
Breaths making love peacefully
Yet lungs grasping for air,
Looking at everything decietfully
Mind being tenant to sole despair.
Waking up each day to the same hope
Soon there will be a change in the scene,
Pushing the limits through unconsumed dope,
For one moment of dovish without feign.
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Throughout our life, we experience a varied array of situations that almost feel like the end of everything.
During those times hold onto yourself a little more because it will be fine,
Trust me,
IT WILL BE FINE.
