The eye that crouches slightly to the side




The eye that crouches slightly to the side
In a darken, sullen part of my mind,
No truth, if I ask it, will it confide.
To a way out, nowhere can I find.
As to a reason that I'm here
Sprawled on the pieces of tattered remain,
In the dragon's mouth not one thing is clear,
Time stopped. All things will be the same.
Footsteps come slinking down the barren hall
Now have come to take me out and away.
The sun sinks, we all drop as the leaves fall,
Left to the side. Another comes today.
    This be now my silent reality,
    And none of you can come in and help me.

Onion


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