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My pace has quickend

Events have narrowed

Repitition and routine have excelled

Days end with a tired soul



Time has become of less importance



My view once shallow has narrowed deep

I care not for tomorrow

Yet all the more

I live for next year



The tunnel vision has left me stressed

Ultimately the moment is all I can act on



This world has enslaved me to events

Leaving a cruel taste for all the moments...



I simply miss



What do I think of the cares of others?

What do others think of my own cares?



What a wicked pondering has left me so restless



Offenses I have made in the past

Oh how they leave me with a grave sadness

And my apologies cant seem to piece back together



The souls I have torn in two



I deserve their tears

And as a pebble falls into the ocean

So does my soul sink to the bottom

For every one that is shed



No comfort tonight

Despite all encouraging facts

I shall ignore their embrace

And mourn what has been lost



Forgive me