A far off memory inside a shattered dream speaks to me
Questioning what is real and what is not
A memory of voids merging, darkness expanding Across a pale horizon
Swelling and consuming endlessly and eternally
The shattered dream of a far off memory tells me to run
I don’t know exactly what it is that I’m running from
But the G-Force is overwhelming, as is the looming sensation of bodies colliding within traps of metal
The presence of a mysterious beast seems all too familiar
I’m running from hands that were once filled with love
A far off memory inside a shattered dream screams with no end
The dream of a distant past, a treacherous chain of events that seems to be getting closer
History always repeats itself
Solace is a realm unknown
Safety doesn’t exist
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Alistair Hume
Hello! My name is Alistair. Poetry is how I express myself and it comes from deep within the trenches of my soul. I also use it for my music project, ...And We Never Spoke Again. Available everywhere.
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