REJECTION: Is it a fresh beginning or just another deadend?
The pretty bow that once held my life together was merely an outward trend.
There never really was a "me" in the first place, was there?
Life is evolving in some manner; I smell the makings of new air.
What is to come; what does the darkness of a future hold?
From the mountain that I climbed, down I rolled.
A game of life, I took for granted.
Will I ever be, as I once was, so enchanted?
I am gone, to be gone till the final light ebbs away.
Oh, how much I long for rise in my coming day.
What has happened; the clockwork within me-
it has stopped, turned around, not letting be.
I gave up not too long ago on the one that I was.
The laws I adhered to were the ways of others' written clause.
Lost, I floundered helplessly to regain the soul
of the once acquainted life, rejected, because of the who-I-am hole.
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