Pitiful Gloomy Daydreams
I sit here looking around,
With salty rain drops falling from my face.
The crazy crushing electrifying pain in my gut,
I can't keep pace.
With reality setting.
But the clock is still ticking.
Time is passing me by but I'm still thinking.
Irritation, frustration, without communication can crush the soul.
Then your would've,
Sets in creating a time capturing hole.
You glance outside,
To realize the light beam,
Encryption on your face is the moonlight.
A whole day pass you by,
The sun changing to moon,
stars altering your perception of bright.
I've taken you on this journey to elaborate on one thing.
Keep your mind in the world and not pitiful daydreams.
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