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An internal toil. Acceptance brought me through. |
Breath Lost to oblivion Spiraling out of control and into chaos The ensuing battle prolongs the toil of thoughts Entanglement from the branches that smother and suffocate me. Peering through a small light, an everlasting one. Cold tinges of the blade frost my skin Her voice echoes in my soul, resounding the ever lasting call Darkness approaches as silent as death Turning restlessly, awaiting… Over turned again and again I’m thrown into the abyss Freely falling, floating The time is near This moment of truth Sitting on a lotus Peace presides Breathe deep my friend Breathe deep |