Rap – Wild

Every night I dwell on missed opportunities, 
Regret and shame ridden memories,
The higher the sun rises
The further I drift from my ending dreams,
Time’s not my enemy,
That’s my necessity to be necessary,
My being is but a longing
For the flip side of melancholy,
I've been taught that's not my fate though, 
I am not destiny's child,
I'm but a grain of the fog
On a forgettable day that's mild,
Every step pushes the boulder I'm on
Closer to eternity’s reconcile
But not closer to a smile,
I die lost in the wild
Wandering wondering if it was all worthwhile

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