All this time, all the lies, the forced pain of all the ignorance. <br />Wake up and smell your coffin, yesterday is tomorrow and you'll never sleep. <br />Again this time, it's come again. <br />Stand up, kneel down, bend over, kiss the ground. <br />No! The decision at hand, is the path at foot. <br />The indecisive past of an unknowing future. <br />You'll know the truth when you see it, <br />hidden plainly in a room full of nothing. <br />Make your decision quick, <br />cause you've only got til the clock strikes now. <br /> <br />What never was and will always be. <br />The worst of it all, is you know what you see. <br />This time is the only time, just like the last time, <br />only now, you've drawn the line. <br />No! It's not the same, it's different! <br />You've done this before, and you'll do it again. <br />Or will you? Why shouldn't you? Why wouldn't you? <br /> <br />Sick of this, sick of it all! <br />No more time, I've heard my call. <br />And in the end, was it all in vain, <br />or did you make it this time? <br />Don't cry, it's only pain.<br /><br />Syadin Domiscus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/changing-the-past/
