Unsound Reality

by TheFourthBurn   Oct 27, 2007


Feeling, touching, breathing, living
None of this can erase memories
Only create
In creating brings pain and loss

Yet the pain and loss makes one stronger
The will to survive
Increases ten fold
Never relaxes the tension

The Memories haunt like an unwanted dream
A nightmare full of bittersweet thoughts
Always wanting, yet never having
Always seeing, yet never believing

The Ultimate Torture
The one true Bliss
The Holiest Sacrifice
The Unstoppable truth of it all

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