Reluctant

June 7, 2009
By J3nny BRONZE, Weymouth, Massachusetts
J3nny BRONZE, Weymouth, Massachusetts
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From the darkest of dark to the brightest of days
My soul is lost in an endless maze called life
Who am I and what will become of me?
This is a mystery
As days, turn to weeks and weeks to months
My shield is breaking
And my Utopia is now
nothing more than a fantasy
From the depths of my fear the shadows
that dwell in my nightmares have come to retrieve my soul
Reality is brought to view
From the darkest of dark to the brightest of days
My soul is lost in an endless maze called life
Who am I and what will become of me?
With it is all the pain and struggles it brings
Nothing more but a burden that cannot avoided
It strips my innocence and my sanity
Leaving me an empty shell, forced to face what it reality
Awaken from my trance and shaken to reality
Why can’t I stay in my fantasy, and live forever
in peace

The author's comments:
One of the greatest fears in Life is growing up and growing old. It is a phobia in which we can not escape, but we can accept, in time...

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