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Grave Revelations
The water, it takes me off of my chosen path A place from where many men have never come back The water, it’s rising now and I must not think twice To leave what is material to save my own life I cling to the vessel, which brought me here, tightly To save what is left of myself and my psyche My grip it does weaken as reality sets in This might be the last time on Earth that I spend All that has happened, or would have contrarily Will be no longer if this fate it does bury me Shortness of breath as the water creeps in Debris hits my body, and hastens my end Holding on to life with the strength that remains Finding new ways to experience pain I look to the past and I think of the future The present is my captor, my love, my abuser These moments are fleeting yet they are all that do matter My mind it is tired, and my body it is tattered I choose to let go and let the current decide Whether I will live or whether I will die I go towards my savior, the unmoving earth To rest on the bosom that’s given me birth The water does release me as I lie there ashore To find that my former, is no longer, no more Perspective is golden as it comes by so seldom When people do ask, that is what I do tell them Life cannot be loved until death is so certain As an act can not be appreciated until after the curtain To live like you’re dying is more than a suggestion To do anything other is to deny, without question Our fate is decided the moment that we are born We decide how we reach it and how others will mourn Take nothing for granted and appreciate time given It’s not how much you have, it’s how you choose to spend it
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