• Confined within this space
    Desperately searching, seeking
    For something worth finding
    Asking life questions
    But there isn’t much to expect.

    “What possible dreams of escaping
    -running, drifting… then sleeping-
    Could possibly exist within these confines?”
    Longing, trapped, only wishful thinking
    Going unnoticed,
    Lost, within this created image.
    My desperation succeeds in bringing me closure
    These screams, unheard, gone,
    Dead from beyond.

    Riding, tilting, spurring, leaping
    Until forgotten within the realms of being
    Misunderstood, exhausted, fleeting
    To this day it remains
    Here: loving, lost, longing
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