Timeline

Trauma

They used you for a thrill

Memories

Secrets you can never spill

Anxious

Pop another pill

Stressed

Running against your will

Depression

Keep pushing, that’s the drill

Surrender

When all is finally still

Peace

Another hole to fill

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Unattainable 

I take long strides to reach my goals

But I find that they fall short

Un-reachable

Unattainable

Instead they are small steps to an edge 

Of a tempest in my soul

Where far below

Are the noises of a bustling city