All part of the game
My thoughts become a nightmare,
As I begin to sift the depths.
What could all this be leading to,
And will the answers ever surface ?
Is my life leading me to somewhere,
From whence I came a time before ?
Or do the shadows hide only silence,
And not the fears I have held ?
The rules are all so sketchy,
As if they change with every hour.
My focus is through melting ice,
And a heart aching for salvation.
But this is all part of the game,
That everlasting challenge for truth.
My only real option, is to let go,
Give in, lose myself and go with the flow.
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