THE REMOVAL OF DRIVE

Things moved on too fast

Was removed without a farewell

Once there then not

Sleepless drifter without a cause

Images seen, images born anew

Always there, an itch in ones vision

light at night, screaming loud and clear

Gone in the morning hours

Words whispered then washed away

Letters not calling your name anymore

Rhythm and reason hidden behind the ache

Soundproof mist rolling in from the unknown

Removed, still the need remains

Chasing shadows down the wet sidewalk

Hoping to maybe one day

Escalating into nothingness

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