What, is this an abyss I see before me?
Why is it here
Does this mean death for me?
Why can't I visualize my success but see debts only?
Is it time for a new path and to take my decisions solely
Should I really just go away and fade off slowly?
My reader has gone, my thoughts are foreign
The old trees have to be cut down by the saw-men
See the rhyme that I resort to so often
Its finally failing me, the flow has softened
Maybe I have got nothing new to say
Maybe I don't remember my old ways
Whatever it is, I gotta move, for only a rock stays-
In the same place, tying the same lace
Doing it over and over until finally there's no trace-
Left of him, see he never knew that he was out of the race
Even though whatever he made, it was at a decent pace.
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Eternal Poetry (Rap)
PoetryA raw, unapologetic poetry collection about my thoughts and ideas of the world and myself. I hope you enjoy it!