Down

A storm to come,

Our love is on numb,
This pain is growing
The gadgets are losing their grip
Its an endless maze of what is next—
Bigger, faster but worse and worse it
Gets—cycles of regret, adulthood is
An ever evolving force, hard to change

The chains of immaturity, now I seek

Clarity, what will be left of me will be

All that was sought for, for eternity!

A crown life is a down life,

A lived life is a down life,

A lifted up life is down with the

Cockroaches flying and dirty,

Down with me in the early morning

I approach You now

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