Austin Clark

The past haunts,
The greatest of greats,
The lowest of lows,
And middlings in-between,
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As I sit here
The tears flow freely
And ill I can do
Is think of you
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To fall away from reality -
To go to sleep in the day -
To leave your loved ones behind -
To forsake all the possessions -
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The things you say just make me smile,
Anytime of any day;
The way you are is intoxicating,
Every thought in my head is about you.
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In the dark is the lightened beauty;
As shadows are cast by light
Stars are revealed in darkness-
As life has brightness unending
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Forever, forever, forever
I’m sick of mourning
Sick of mourning
Sick of grief
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The expression of this feeling that I have
Is impossible to express
By none other then that of death
But on the winds of time
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Somehow along the way
I chose the wrong fork
And to traverse this trail
With its rocky roads
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The one who dwells upon the past
The person stuck behind the present
Cannot understand the future,
And in the present is at a loss
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I feel your presence lurking
On the edge of my mind
Waiting for its chance
Thoughts of you are never far away
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The emptiness is oppressing.
Feeling, emotion…all gone.
I fumble for something to grasp
Falling, falling
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This pain inside my soul
Is taking over me
From the inside out
I feel its taint inside
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Isolation, is all I want
All that I need
But to be alone
Is different indeed
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Emptiness permeates my soul
Seeping throughout it
Tainting - corrupting - spoiling
My body, my everything
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Love cannot express what I feel
It is so much more then that
At night I wish for you beside me
The pain I feel permeates my soul
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Darkness devouring,
Wholly encompassing,
Suppression of light.
Suffocation of my life -
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The clock passes ever slowly,
Reminders everywhere -
Standing, sitting, lying...
Merely waiting.
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Lyrics of songs arranged by me into a ballad, not wrriten by me:

I walk a lonely road, and I’m the only one and I walk alone -
Sometimes I wish someone out there would find me -
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Across the path of life,
Stands waiting the one for me.
O’er the river spans the bridge
I have to cross to arrive at -
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