Opaque Oasis

Opaque Oasis

Jul 22, 2010

Fine

Nightmares turn to dreams
awakening me with screams
nothing is as it seems
but I'll be fine

I've been bruised and broken
with many words left unspoken
oceanic regrets I've been soaked in
but I'll be fine

Imprisoned in webs of misfortune
dividing my soul up into portions
threatened by levels of extortion
but I'll be fine

Hellos become goodbyes
laughs turn into cries
and I've come to realize
that I'm far from fine

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