The seconds count down
Yet I'm still here
The end is somewhere
Near or far
I can sense it
Fate
A tale of strings
Woven together
In a pattern of lies
And false truths
Fantasy
The dreams we keep
The thoughts we hide
An escape from the world
But the biggest travesty of all
Confusion
A haze we live in
A life we only think we live
Truth
A thing nobody knows
A thing we all think we know
But never revealed
Until the cloak of death
Consumes us
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3 Poems
PoetryThese are the 3 poems that got me an honorable mention in the scholastic writing contest. They are not my best work, because those are usually really depressing and they wouldn't take me seriously if I submitted something like that.
