Situational Awareness Is the Undying Key
Disregard for effect
In the eye of the beholder
We sit in dire need
As the looks grow colder
Abandoned out here
At the horizon’s end
We sleep all alone
With nothing to defend
The dreams come
But at what cost
When the lack there of
Has found us lost
The heart grows fond
In times of resistance
For reality lost touch
And with it our existence
But is that enough
To stand all alone
For solitude draws deep
Turning expressions to stone
The deals are dealt
And dreams fell short
Where do I go from here
When every step I distort?
Copyright © K.C. Moonshine | Year Posted 2007
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