i am at the end of this road.
how slowly my realization falls into place
but such is life as is always the case
mental projections come to life in vivid hues
it melts onto my eyes, it is stitched into my view
i have put my head down with my hands over my eyes
my chin over waves of truth until all my hopes have died
i am a bird in constant flight collecting every image i see
every little piece becoming all i will ever be
so now i stand alone... beaten, tried, & true
the manifestation of all my nightmares slowly coming into view
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