In Reverse

In Reverse ballad

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Every morning that I wake up is the same as the last,
my present and future are the same as my past,
Laughing in my face It’s never going to change,
Leaving me in this same spot,
Doing the same things,
I try to make a change But no matter what I do,
My change just stays the same,
never different,
Never new,
Every night I fall asleep,
With dreams so beautifully written and composed,
If only we could know the truth but,
surely no one knows,
Who I am is what makes me exactly who you want,
or at least I thought you did,
but really you did not,
leaving me with no response to anything I’ve asked, reminding me of when I wake up it will be the same as the last..

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In Reverse

In Reverse short poem

Just unbound, the death rate. Red roses had no qualms. Numbers, unapologetic, they die or commit suicide. Death had no tombs. One by one they cross the stream, sinking half, floating half in a cynic system, heedless, emaciated, eyes looking