Topic: night patrol

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All alone and feeling down
There’s nowhere - no sight of the ground
I keep wandering through this head
Through these caverns that I dread..

Sometimes I like feel crying
I Wish had some hope to hold onto
But instead I’m dying

And sometimes when I look again
I still see those shadow tracing
Of where I’ve been

All alone and feeling down
There’s nowhere - no sight of the ground
I keep wandering through this head
Through these caverns where I’m dead..

H

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There is no light
There is no day
Not even conscious
Of what you say
The wholes sealed up
All dried up
got nowhere left to hang this pain


Its  a tower of unheard of memories
With just a glimmer of hope
To crown on  Eternity
Your heart wont listen
Is doesn't want to know what its been missing
Your eyes have seen far better days..


You severed life
For unholdings gained
Its all you really need to remind you of
The past you want to blame
The drowning sorrows
Can feed tomorrows
You know the house that holds no shame


And through the rage you battle on
Through those nights that seem  so long
Through the hours
You wrestle hopes and fears that tower
For a dream already gone..


Hero

[daphne]

 

[runningstream]

Hope then you don't mind i join in cause im in


old stories about glories

simple times

inwards and outwards somehow both aligns


imaginary friends were they really the self


divided and resided within resolution to health


partners in time swirling within


their division a union on which to begin


some choosing distance some chose collision


some chose revision and ignition


best friends on terms to be revised


else ward third parties step in to third party divides


hunger and pain and ignition revision


spurred on to bring the two close


two best friends amends


when i look into the swirl i see a hand grab my own


small things


places subtle feeling even in reason


tells me yes or no as i reach for a cup


if i follow my friend i can even explode


truth trust and being beyond what i could know


and when i fell again


i found third parties here


sitting around comparing notes about collisions

divisions


and revisions


perhaps all paths not the same


ears i use to hear reason


reason lost



the part i never got



how loss of self

could be dictated by self


you know what i mean


the full circle



some gave it away to pursue the third option


swirling around something out of this world



if in loss of self it was found it was this self that wished upon itself to cease


so it could conquer a part of it so unique



then how would it be then in the telling


that a circle would come upon itself incomplete



do not hold the double with intent to conquer i heard them say


a lover a swirl an imaginary friend


showing many things together in the wind