One

One had a hunch, a mere hunch

Extended through the annals of time

No, what felt like the annals of time

The visualisation becomes reality

The images presented before became true

The never ending thoughts which have corrupted ones mind

The everlasting ideas have succumb to truth

It aches and aches
Yet, one always worried

One always cared

One always seemed to be the only one who did

As one gazed upon the immense consumerism

The pavement walking on them

The mechanical object placed within ones chest

Failed.

The mechanical object shed bouts of oil

It broke

It shattered

As the gears stopped working

Helpless one stood

Helpless one felt

Helpless one put on the game face

Helpless one listened

Breathless for a moment

One walked as the pavements moved one

The road moved one

Every substance underneath ones feet moved for one

One needs to help

One needs to embrace

One needs

One fucking needs

Numb it, for other one can't comprehend

Shattered, other one cannot fathom the extent

Here's one's mechanical object

Fix it

Fix it for one

Fix it for yourself

Oh how one weeps

One weeps and weeps

Bringing one's self

Destabilised

Devalued

De-(insert adjective here)

One cares

One loves

One needs, to be okay

One wants to spare the pain

One's pain

Other's pain

Down the annals of time

One waits

Hand extended

Waiting for it to be taken

For one cannot wait
One on the verge

Of detracting

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