Point Of View

Hold close to me the time is changing

The past is lost in my futures dreams

These things I’ve found are rearranging

My happiness with hidden strings

I’m losing grip, I’m holding doubt

The past I’ve known I can’t live without

This moneys made and lost to quick

The cracking ice seems far to slick

To much to give with nothing gave

Can’t keep the promise that was made

These sinking dreams I cannot save

My visions blur and hours fade

As far as I see I’m the only fatality

Of this my only and unraveling reality

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