You find a person,
Who you think will make it all better,
Solve everything and comfort you,
But in the end the end result,
Is ten times worse then what you began with,
Your closest friend leads you on,
To something that isn’t there…
Everybody leading you on,
In a fantasy that isn’t real,
But there’s no escape…
You keep walking…
Walking…to something that isn’t there.

You begin to run,
Faster and faster…
Everything you see is a blur of colors,
Certain memories flashing all around you…
The sound of laughter.
The sound of crying.
Screams of infidelity.
Louder and louder the buzzing becomes in your ears.
The ghosts of people you once knew,
Running after you…
Suddenly everything stops. Silence.
You stop running…
You’re right back where you started…
You keep walking…
Walking…to something that isn’t there


 
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