The past holds nothing but
regret,
the future hides behind a veil.
we long for days we can’t forget,
yet fear the ones that lie in tale.
Beyond
the walls, in shadowed halls,
they taught us truths that were untrue.
we grasp at lies as reason falls,
denying all we truly knew.
The
place to be is here, not there,
the time to live is now, not when
or then; no yesterday nor fate elsewhere—
just this one breath, regaining again.
Too much hide and seek with now and here
kills us in time and space
we find and search ourselves nowhere
we live like the dead without mercy and grace.
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