Voices


I stand alone…alone at the center of it all.

“Better to cheat your way to the finish line,” they whisper.

I get lured into their trap…dream of following them into oblivion

They show me glowing white pearls and the blue-green ocean

I smile and wonder….

But Hope comes and mars my plans with one swipe of his hand

With kind words that haunt me….laden with promises grand

“If this comes to naught…what then?” they quiz with a concern feigned

I shudder and turn back to look at the ocean that glitters and gleams.

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~ by eugenicist on December 2, 2012.

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