Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Foot Stepping

I am walking in the dark
And the
Swinging pendulum
Squelches my attention.

The face of the clock
Glares at me,
Throwing wasted
Seconds at me,
Telling me that
It's all running out.

There is a path
My feet keep following
But I am not aware
Of where I am going.

I'm walking,

(but not really)

I'm travelling

(but not really)

I'm living
(but not really)
Time threw tears in my eyes,
And destiny threw at cause at my feet...
...and my feet kept going.

May 7, 2007

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