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Finally out of the darkness, wings broken in the
struggle, tired of climbing, tired of trying, why
must existence hurt ???
Gazing upon the bright potential of what may
be but it feels so far away, when will I be part
of the brilliance of tomorrow? How long will it
take ???
Exhausted, broken and disillusioned,
comfortable basking in that light but too jaded
and attached to the darkness of the past to
reach for that glory so he just sits there,
lethargic, empty of thoughts, wants and needs,
perfectly satisfied with the reflections of glory
but unwilling or unable to reach for the glory.
Indifferent to the the pain and the joy, numb to
it all, maybe he’s gonna get sucked back into
the abyss, maybe he’ll reach for glory, no one
knows. He’ll be here for an eternity, high above
the abyss looking into the glory of what may
be.