Up and down, round and about,
here, there and everywhere -
these are some of places,
my mood has been.
Awaiting a crash,
A turn to changes things back.
Perfect to turn to imperfectly me.
Things are scary, especially when
they are going your way.
Where's the catch?
I wonder.
That dark figure looming somewhere,
Waiting to jump from the corners.
When will I wake from this dream?
You dream and you pray
And then it comes true.
What then?
How do you enjoy when
you know it will end?
How do you know that
it won't?
Things don't last.
Dreams don't happen.
It will end.
Await the doom.
here, there and everywhere -
these are some of places,
my mood has been.
Awaiting a crash,
A turn to changes things back.
Perfect to turn to imperfectly me.
Things are scary, especially when
they are going your way.
Where's the catch?
I wonder.
That dark figure looming somewhere,
Waiting to jump from the corners.
When will I wake from this dream?
You dream and you pray
And then it comes true.
What then?
How do you enjoy when
you know it will end?
How do you know that
it won't?
Things don't last.
Dreams don't happen.
It will end.
Await the doom.
1 comment:
I so relate to the feelings.. a week back I was wondering the exact lines :
Things don't last.
Dreams don't happen.
It will end.
Await the doom.
Now , the end happened. I am onto a new beginning maybe,, or dragging the end !
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