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More in The Poetry of Rygar

futile journey

Flowing from the knowing mind,

Rowing in a river of time,

Knowing not what I will find,

Going mad, need to unwind.

 

Seeing seas and rivers go by,

Being me but living a lie,

Leaving all of my fears to die,

Grieving tears fall from the sky.

 

Scared to look at what’s behind,

Impaired and caught up in this grind,

Dared to be for all mankind,

Cared enough to be entwined.

 

Making sense to ear and eye,

Doubt and confusion floating by,

Keeping calm, or at least I try,

Feeling lost but don’t know why.

 

Crippling pain, but I can’t cry,

The tears are spent and now I’m dry,

I have no love to say goodbye,

I’m leaving soon don’t wonder why.

 

How much time has passed me by,

Timeless words and feelings fly,

Always failing, still I try,

Feeling empty, here I die.

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