for a moment, i realised,
how little faith i had.
weakness, such a weakness.
how much i had ran, ran away.
such fear still struck.
and then, now.
how much i feared, i feared.
of that future that seemed imminent,
yet increasingly unpredictable?
i search my worth.
a pessimism spilling over,
eyes that saw no strength.
for that moment,
as sensitivity culminated into emotions,
the heart jumped over the head,
and rationale lost its battle.
physically implicated,
as the described pains backlashed again.
i just want to dream.
will i lose, my dreams, if i wanted to float?
will my grip loosen, will things disappear into the unknown?
i appreciated thoughts.
but now i wrestle them.
i stare at the gaping hole in the chest.
there was no blood left, only so much pain.
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