Lumps in my throat
I cannot choke, no I can’t.
Black clouds squeeze my head, crush my bones to powder
until my sweet purple thoughts slip away in a glitter.
In this endless cycle that would not stop, you could not
stop
You will lose faith, break a heart and fall apart to pieces
Make bile and curse, your sweetest repose
Do not putter, do not fight
This might last forever, just remember there was never a forever
Add a thought to the words
To make a “long mile” a smile
Do not run fast as life is never a race but a road to walk
through and stroll by
Let life run its own time, until time serves you a lifetime.
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