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Worthless Journey
Here, take my hand
Come take this walk with me
This is my mind
But it won't ease your curiosity
A little tour
Through this lost barren wasteland
Do you want more??
I'm not sure you'll ever understand
Give it a shot
What harm could it really do??
Just so you know
The blood that stains me will stain you too
Not much further
The entrance is right up ahead
Well here it is
I hope you have no fear
Of what lies beyond the dead
And tends to disappear...
The gate swings open
As we pass on through
Children all around
Laughing and playing as they always do
The sun hangs high and bright
Rolling green hills far the eye can see
Sweet scent of jasmine
Sooths the soul with a false sense of serenity
Boys are in the sandbox
With their shovels pails and Tonka Trucks
Girls play Patty Cake
Looking over giggling, hoping for good luck
Clowns are in the distance
Making the best of animals out of balloons
It all looks to be fine
But never pass judgment quite that soon
Take a look closer
And don't let this be a surprise
Not quite as it seemed
You can clearly see the sadness in their eyes
How can it be
So sad in such a happy place
This is just the surface
We're losing the never ending race
Time to go on
Dig down just a little bit deeper
There's more to know
About this fully aware sleeper
A tattered door
Appears to our left
The field is gone
With only a single step
No more sounds
This room seems dark and damp
A shadowed man
Barely lit by an old oil lamp
Sits in silence
Writing, mumbling slumped over his desk
He glances up
Shakes his head then returns to his task
We walk on over
Wanting to see but unsure of what we'll get
He looks
Over his shoulder
He looks
His face resembling death
You start to panic
Wanting to scream maybe only shout
You reach for thin air
As you try, not a sound will come out
You turn and run out
From where you first came
You almost made it to the center
Good thing though
You may have never been the same...
