ONE - LIMBO

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Pens, papers and words
Lyrics, rhymes word play
All in a day's work for me
Music, poetry and stage
Dreams and fantasies
I live in a casket of hopes
Flaming swords Pierce my shields
Attachments grow toxic
Love seems hopeless
Some treat me like a substitute
Some as a console for personal failures
I live in people's shit
Trying to make meaning of their lives
I've been taking for granted
Used
Abused
Left confused
Told I'm rude
Been through mud
Shed tears
I've loved and lost
I've made people happy through pain
I found solace in a broken human
Found joy in another's pain
I found purpose in a passing cloud
I found ground on a slope
But when the rains came
Mudslide straight to the bottom
I can't get up on my own
I need her affection
I got my strength back
I got my purpose right
I got everything else
Am scared to walk alone
Take my hand
My pen found life in your being
My being found purpose in you
My purpose needs your push
I need you
But I can't have you
So I'll just sit here and play in the mud
I'll build another you and hope I bring her to life
My Wells still overflow
The hurt still is deep
I failed
To know I always do
I failed you
I failed us... I'm a jerk
A treasure you are
Complex curving of stardust
How did I not see this rift?
This depreciation was too fast
Just the other day I confesses all my secrets
All my mistakes
How could I not see I was yet to add you to the list
I'm stuck in time
The present is futuristic
The future is oblivious
The past is reality
My world is crumbling
Torn walls, shattered blocks
I'm alone
I'm afraid
I'm confused
Save me from this mud pool
This quicksand of madness
Hold my hand once more

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