A Typical Life - Poem by Austin fryer
I was once young, for far too long since I have been
I was here once, even if just for a short while
My life is vague, my time is short, I've been away and it seems like I'm back at the start.
I am here again, It is really just another shot in the dark - For my mind is a cloud, all shaded and dark - My heart is nonexistent, perhaps consumed by a fortuity of apathetic proportions..Continually thriving for it's next victim, like a lamb to the slaughter, all are allured..none escape.
I feel the need to torment myself once more, simply for no reason but that I find it amusing..To break it down..and build it back together again..Hah.
My complexity of god grows with each day, My self-imbued ambition to become as flawless and immaculate zirconia.
Today, is a brand new day..and all I can do is wither away as my mind continues to fade in and out, my sanity long gone, and my heart filled with nothing but doubt.
Just another typical life time for me, each day bringing a new story, a new life, yet the same planet...
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