I cried answers into my life.
My fists crashed into the wall,
Then slamming into the floor.
The pain brings existence to my being.
Voices of future hopes echo.
Almost like, they are from the past.
Passages between a now that does not exist
I ache the realization I have to ask.
Grace me with a peace I seek.
Exit to make room for light
I could now scream, for I know.
How to become at a standstill
I cried answers into my life.
Not recommended but needed
No more diversions to hell
Stand tall and let it be
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