...and life goes on
Deep within, a churning, a rumbling boil threatens to bring down the fortress so carefully I built;
A fear creeps up, slowly, steadily up the spine and lodges in the heart, near the nerve;
Farther I go, the faster it catches up, I run, to shake it off, it follows like my shadow;
Oh! Why are you following only me I ask, you are the best, it says! Dumbstruck I turn, I See my reflection and reflect on my own fallacies and fantasies;
Longing becomes painful, yearning becomes a companion;
Heart is where the blood gets cleaned, life is where my sorrow gets a life;
A fear creeps up, slowly, steadily up the spine and lodges in the heart, near the nerve;
Farther I go, the faster it catches up, I run, to shake it off, it follows like my shadow;
Oh! Why are you following only me I ask, you are the best, it says! Dumbstruck I turn, I See my reflection and reflect on my own fallacies and fantasies;
Longing becomes painful, yearning becomes a companion;
Heart is where the blood gets cleaned, life is where my sorrow gets a life;
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