Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Future Fantasy

Standing still in a blanket of fog
I lift my eyes to a distant blur

throw out the trash and free the animal
echos of listless thoughts swim throughout my mind

Control and restrained
once a promise still ignored
a loss of hope so fleeting
a disease inherited that continues beating

Indifferent to the noise
feelings subdued and numb
I lay awake still dreaming
of a promise unfilled but not defeated

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