Winds of change bring the good and bad…
In a drop of a pin so is the switch
When events change in a blink
Pictures kaleidoscope in a glitch
Shift mentality as I still think
All in a simple flow of fate
The same tide with a new mask
The throw remains accurate
With this chameleon like task
Dead weight centre is exposed
Still surface for a rotten core
What a heavy burden I composed
Until there is nothing in store
Crumbling around my feet
The hollowness a betrayal
Thought it was fine and sweet
Now understand the bitter portrayal
Faint echoes and silence clash
Irritate deep in this atmosphere
Realising the trash I smash
Hoping to go far anywhere
Pointing to the sky at night
Looking for a dashing spark
Wishing for a shining so bright
As my heart is gripped in the dark
Losing when I am supposed to win
Carries the curse of the deepest pain
Waste energy to rise up to begin
Again but now drown in the rain
For this is it a point so deep
Scratching and clawing for what I get
Destroy the heap in my sleep
Fight so hard not to drown in regret.
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