Opening my eyes,
Seeing the familiarity,
The milky dawn
Of a previously restful night;
An instinctual feeling
To suspend yourself
In a room faded behind a certainty
The thought of death
Becomes atrocious, unbearable
Same too, perhaps the memory of life,
The realization that in a singular moment
Time will not only transcend prospectively,
But will be hastily carried with no return
Seeing the familiarity,
The milky dawn
Of a previously restful night;
An instinctual feeling
To suspend yourself
In a room faded behind a certainty
The thought of death
Becomes atrocious, unbearable
Same too, perhaps the memory of life,
The realization that in a singular moment
Time will not only transcend prospectively,
But will be hastily carried with no return
( Totem Of The Heart )
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