The Race
I need a soul to carry me, mines exhausted
What am I running from?
Trauma
Regret
Longing
Hypocrisy
Realization
Fear
I wish I was running TO love.
There’s too much baggage.
The forest of this life
Is dense and confusing.
And I,
fighting for two lights.
Making matters more difficult
Than required.
But incapable
Or unwilling
To stop
All while fearing
That one light
Grows ever
Brighter.
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Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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