Poetry .
Drifting above reality
Today I deal with the fear of making it another day.
I blindly walk through this morning fog.
Looking past reality, I see myself fade
away.
Drifting above reality.
Into a picture of circuses and clowns I franticly
run.
A gloomy nightmare in this corner of my
mind.
I find a spec of hope which carries me
through time.
To follow my shadow where ever it may
Go.
Drifting above reality.
Yet not knowing where I’ll go.
As I live in today I still
Think about the next.
What will happen tomorrow, and
What will I learn
-Sid.
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