Finish Line


I have been walking a life
Without a life
But that we dare to imagine
That we are souls
Just walking in bodies
I know this to be true
I've lost my soul before silly to live without reason
To stammer around with sight
To have ears and a heart, but to be deaf to have feelings
No passion or joy the uncomfort of only time and space
Lonely life, is just a waste
We wander in circles, get me to a higher place
The path must be flat and straight
Avoid the hurtles, bumps, and delays.
The faster the better, when we will this be over?
I know happiness is just around the corner.
Finally we made, I can see it straight ahead it's the end.
At the finish line, look I see my family and friends.
Is this right? I don't see diamonds and gold rings.
Just warm bodies to hold.
Isn't this where I started when I first began?
I've literally ran my entire life.
It's like I was running in place.
Humans most essential foot race.

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