Confined within this space
Desperately searching, seeking
For something worth finding
Asking life questions
But there isn’t much to expect.
“What possible dreams of escaping
-running, drifting… then sleeping-
Could possibly exist within these confines?”
Longing, trapped, only wishful thinking
Lost, within this created image.
My desperation succeeds in bringing me closure
These screams, unheard, gone,
Dead from beyond.
Riding, tilting, spurring, leaping
Until forgotten within the realms of being
Misunderstood, exhausted, fleeting
To this day it remains
Here: loving, lost, longing
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