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Empty journal is all I see,
Blank pages staring back at me,
I stand in this bubble, a world
that's untouched.
My days on the treadmill, the button is Now stuck.
Same people
Same places
Everything in it's place.
My world isn't spinning...........it's stuck in time.
However my face in the mirror tells another story that's gone by.
Skin now aged,
hair is grey, God those dull eyes staring right thru me.
Some would say I took life's easy way out.
Reducing my emotions, casting love aside.
I'm telling you this life is not a easy path to lead, for
the mist of loneliness shadows my every move.
The lack of life's accomplishments it haunts me everyday.
When friend's ask , what have you been up to?
I'm so embarrassed to reply
"My journal is empty, I feel the light fading out,
what a fucking waste of life and that's about all I have to say".
© Alexander
Blank pages staring back at me,
I stand in this bubble, a world
that's untouched.
My days on the treadmill, the button is Now stuck.
Same people
Same places
Everything in it's place.
My world isn't spinning...........it's stuck in time.
However my face in the mirror tells another story that's gone by.
Skin now aged,
hair is grey, God those dull eyes staring right thru me.
Some would say I took life's easy way out.
Reducing my emotions, casting love aside.
I'm telling you this life is not a easy path to lead, for
the mist of loneliness shadows my every move.
The lack of life's accomplishments it haunts me everyday.
When friend's ask , what have you been up to?
I'm so embarrassed to reply
"My journal is empty, I feel the light fading out,
what a fucking waste of life and that's about all I have to say".
© Alexander
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