Old Poem

Through the dark and the gloom
The shower carried on

Buried but alive
Ache rears its head again

It cries realization
Reminders of it all

Pools of black
And thoughts as grim

A mind still wanders
Free of complexity

The things that passed by
Were but interruptions

Payed little mind
Life carried on

Within ceremony
It didn't seem to care

The moments still flowed
From above and from afar

Straight down the drain
In a great ceaseless pour

And so through the night
Like it had always done before



Credits
Writer(s): Tommy Sydor
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