A Mystery


Through the mirrors of my mind.
I see Images of what could be yet.
My life with emptiness of Today.
The echoes of my Emptiness.
Ring in my Ears.
As a reminder of what I'm Missing.
My pain is forever Present.
A reminder of the takers in this world.
Hateful people can't be Happy.
They take the good of people.
Tearing them down & breaking our Spirits.
My Soul cries out for Peace.
From all the Chaos called LIFE.
I'm forever in search of what seem Impossible to find.
So I ask myself.
Am I search of a Dream that only Exist when I sleep?
The moment I open my eyes.
I'm back in the Middle of my Own Emptiness again.

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