What
do you do
when the inmost cave
disappears
but your adrenaline
doesn't?
When your arms are still pumping
Legs aching to move
Hands aching to grab, to reach
When everything fades
except you don't,
you don't,
you're still here
energy and determination
surging through your veins
with no target,
nothing to point at,
to set course for.
When you've spent your
whole life
Chasing,
Reaching,
Pushing,
Fighting;
and it isn't that
your struggle is fruitless,
no,
your destination has simply
disappeared.
Unfinished,
Untapped,
Unsatisfying.
Almost.
Almost at the release.
-
rhiannon merlot
*i love the word 'almost.' i think its the saddest word
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