Loneliness hangs his somber head,
rests his weary eyes.
Reality -his bitter tune,
smile -His disguise.
Memories his pasts present
guilt feeds his scars.
Familiars are deleted scenes,
seen only from afar.
Emotions birth turbulent waves;
ebbing flowing time.
Ever dwelling inside himself,
assuring his demise.
Pendulum screams, loudly- boldly,
where clocks necks just bob.
It’s time to shed the emptiness,
otherwise you're robbed.
Cherish all the world is showing,
when you think its haze.
Bright eyes forever on your course
Stop and meet her gaze.
-Matthew
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