This Deep, Dark Abyss (035)

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Yesterday's reality
Is today's fantasy.
I'm lost all alone with
Diminished capacity.

All the many twists and turns,
The roadmap of my mind.
Sign posts and exit ramps
That I can no longer find.

Staring down into this deep
Dark bottomless abyss.
A darker shade of black,
Never thought it'd come to this.

Seems I'm no longer useful
In this fast movin' world.
I no longer feel loved
By my boy or my two girls.

Sittin' here wastin' away,
Seems no one really cares.
All I do now is sit
In my room alone and stare.

I don't even know the time
Nor the day of the week.
Strapped here in my wheelchair,
Must look like a dreadful freak.

This will all come to an end;
It can't be soon enough.
'Til that day finally comes,
Gotta be patient and tough.

Wonder what it'll be like
O'er on the other side?
Will this deep, dark abyss
Become a bright, warm white light?

Will this deep, dark abyss
Become a bright, warm white light?

Will this deep, dark abyss
Become a bright, warm white light?

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Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by elderly residents in a nursing home and the thoughts I imagine they must have

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