Lifes Awating
Her Time On Hold Abateing
Where Are We Going
With our Excitement Inflateing
Where Are We Going
To seas Aroaring
Moutains Exploring
Animals Adoring
Where Are We Going
For There Are Death To Be Mourning
Goals Scoring
Classes Boring
Where Are We Going
But Time Is Slowing
Death Keeps Going
His Hold Not Slowing
Our Age Is Showing
Where Are We Going
Now There's Two Of Us
Life And Death
And Like The Arctic Breath
They Sit Still
And Play There Eternal Chess
Yet Still I Sit Here To Find
The Answer I've Been Looking For All This Time
To Die Knowing
Where Are We Going
About the Creator
Chris Irby
I don't wanna die without any scars
Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing.
I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.
It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.
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Comments (2)
Very much loved the rhyming part of this. Also, very relatable. Good writing!
I wrote this because I'm like... really scared for what my future holds and that stuff I hope ya'll like it and can relate.