Subtle

Dec 11, 20231 min read

It lingers here, now and again

In between the space of dreams and hopeless dread

It fills me with a cloying sense of calm

Knowing there's only one way out, it won't be long

This time will I be strong enough?

This time will I care?

I do not know if this weight can be beared

Sooner or later, these thoughts will pass

For now I am here, in this pain, everlast

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