“If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I’m about to do today?”

Thursday, September 1, 2016


Is a poison to the fountain of life,
Is an enemy in a friend’s disguise,
Is a feeling,
That comes uninvited,
When it grips,
It becomes your master,
It does not care about you,
It will go all out,
To kill you,
It is a wild dangerous beast,
Locked in the cage of courage,
It is chained with hope,
But when the hope is gone,
The chain is broken,
The walls of courage cage,
Weakens by the second,
Nightmare begins,
As the beast breaks free,
It chases and you run,
The beast becomes more powerful,
But, if you decide to stop running,
And confront it,
Face to face,
You stare at it’s face,
Pretend as if it is harmless,
Pretend that it can do nothing to you,
Pretend you are going to kill it,
Just mere pretence,
The beast will retreat,
And shift it’s direction,
And now,
You are chasing,
It is running away.
You caught it,
Imprisoned it back to it’s cage.

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