When End
When you
feel so sick you don’t care if the moon and stars collide
When the
world no longer exists outside
When the
only number you realize is one
When you
could die and it’s as if you were no-one
When a
crack in the eye breaks the mirror to your soul
When the
mark of Cain is your face to the world
When all
that can be seen are backs because you’re down
When the
hole in your forever is a torn parent never known
When
tears rain like acid from your broken heart’s glacial scars
When love
is the back hand from scorn
When you
are a prisoner of destiny’s evil scathe
When all
is a long winding scrawl
When
reaching for life desires all your strength
When a
wall is all you see requiring belief to believe a beyond
When is
not the endless hope in time
When end
is strength that overcomes the squall
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