Cascading Time

The sky has never looked so grey
Timid beginnings and hateful endings
Returning to a desolate planet
A rogue amongst the strong willed
Let the wind carry me away
That’s how little power I have
A slight breeze could make me falter
A drizzle could end in me drowning
Though time runs short
Need to stand up and shake myself off
Wipe the smoke away from my face
Splash water and stretch
Find balance where none exist
Attempt to rise and shine
All still needs to be determined
Indiscriminate, life always is
Hopefully I find bearings
Before I fall



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