It's amazing how things change like the flip of a switch.
That smooth endless road into the horizon out of reach,
that inspirational dream shattered at the hitch,
and nothing is consoling not even what a priest may preach.
Now looking back it's a wonder as to what went wrong.
Was it something I did - Or something I said?
Everything that had been worked towards is gone,
some fairytale ending in a book previously read.
My heart hammers against my ribs,
a constantly beating drum at the start of war.
So tired of all the lies and fibs,
leaving behind nothing but beautifully splattered gore.
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