Fleeing the shadows,
Asking for a break
and
Instead receiving
none;
Luck is not on our
side
Under any
circumstance;
Remove the cloth
from your eyes and
Evoke the spirits from within for guidance.
Is time against us?
Should I try to
stand up again?
Nothingness wants to
envelop me, yet
Out of the darkness
I hear wings fluttering,
Trying to break free
of the brewing bitter storm.
Again, I ask, do I
try to stand up?
Now or never to face
the uncertainty before me.
Odd thoughts
permeate my mind,
Perhaps they are old
friends come to visit?
Tap, tap, tapping on
my mind's back door seeking an
Invitation to come
join a party not yet started;
Or maybe to shake
loose fear and doubt lurking
Near the surface
waiting to be banished by light.
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