In Time
Times of change become unknown,
faces of many alternately shown.
A cycle of change remaining the same,
steps to embrace life's unfilling game.
Feelings discussed revealed in silence,
overburdened in stress causing violence.
feverish sweats burning my eyes,
a second voice echoing cry's.
a chance presented perhaps to fail,
ultimately begin your self made hell.
Never deserve peace upon slumber,
haunted by a darkened number.
prophecy begins most regret,
things in motion permanently set.
succeeding in failure is all that remains,
one that destiny never tames.
Copyright © Justin Robbins | Year Posted 2011
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