Wonder

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I wonder of the journeys that I am to go on.
I wonder of the fascinating lives that others live.
I wonder of the words that people think of.
And most of all,
I wonder of the wonders others wonder of.

I wonder of many pointlessly important things.
I wonder of travelling to far off places.
I wonder of the alters of mine that control me.
I wonder of the minds of the great.
I wonder of the souls of the lesser.
I wonder of the people that surround me.
I wonder of the universe beyond ours.

And I wonder of the day I quit, rather than fight this world..

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Realisation
                      ~By CrosOver

Closing in to your death,
You feel the need to see,
You feel the need to breathe,
You feel the need to feel.

But you can't.
You dont know why .
There's something stopping you,
from being.
You try and try but you can't get up.

You're stuck in the darkness of the unknown.
And you've never been more scared.
You scream!
You plead!
But the dead, the beholder of your future, beckons to you.
And the alive ignores.

You cry,
You can't help but feel sick,
You rebel!
You get hit..
You follow death!
And you quit..

You're angry at the world,
You're angry at yourself.

You couldn't live more,
Someone stole you from the world.
Someone plucked you from the garden.
And you cannot fight it.
You can try...
But you know you won't..
Not because you are weak..
But because you are too scared!
You're scared of defeat..
You knew that..
You know that..
And you quit..

You quit again..

You don't know why,
But in this dark world..
You find it easier to quit!
You, found quitting easier..
Than going back home.

It does not take one guts to,
fight a battle.
It takes one guts to quit a battle that they could've won.

You realise that..
But now its too late.

There's no door to open,
No window to slide,
Only a maze of truths ,
With no place to hide.

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