Caught in a whirlwind, barreling down
Faster and Faster towards an invisable ground.
One moment you are floating, in another instance you fall
you even reach stretches when you feel vastly empty, without any thought at all.
You reach forth for the truth, so you may never live a lie.
A peace you find within yourself becomes a tear you cannot cry.
An ocean lies between two shores and somehow still they touch
A truth that once you knew has simply become lost. A shallow well that began to fill had soon filled too much.
The rain poured down endlessly till there was not a place to hide.
And when the sun began to show we simply find, the truth was already lost in the exiting tide.
Where to find it, could we reach the far away shore?
Or should it simply be allowed to drift and maybe it will, one day, lap your beach once more.
molly 05.
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