The Distant Wait is the only Cure

Why must we live with this?

All seems lost and gone because of it.

Afraid and alone with a cause,

To suffer with lessons.

It's all the same no matter the effort.

Now they're gone, grown away from us.

Every day to every night trying giving space,

But slips before you know it.

Time marks the happy cap,

Sit and staying for no reason.

It's broken, we leave ourselves hurt,

While they sleep thinking else.

Fights non-end after periods of time,

Feeling wasted,  all my fault.

It's not needy nor greedy,

Just simple-minded fear of lost.

Standing alone pushing away others,

Consequences that need to be cashed,

They feel bad even angry, and leave us,

When we spent ages for them.

Never wanting much, only care and love.

Let's walk to the pit,

Together us freaks who understand,

Fall together leaving them from their smiles.

We can't be fix, we can't be healed.

It's a punishment for not trying enough,

Blood and smoke pouring.

It's.. not a dream even if wished.

Our deeds not theirs, only our crime and defeats.

Don't feel bad, it's not worth your life.

We just can't fight the deep cling.

It's not bad, nor good, it's just wild emotions.

Just stay from them, never return.

The answer starts near.

It will be difficult to feel anything... again.

We aren't protected for this,

We aren't ready for afterlife.

There may be another way.

But the distant wait is the only cure.

Sad isn't it? No worries, your time... is near.

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