…reality…
Story by Jiblits on SoFurry
Imported from SF2 with no description.
The room empty, selfish reasoning turned good intentions sour
It stays in my mind, like poison almost every hour
It’s never forgotten, as I remember again, my past
It just seems to pass by so very fast
It stays so sickly unchanging
No matter what mental twists, & rearranging
Always inevitable, it is what it is, never differing
Sometimes, it’s truly a frightening thing