it looms in iridescent glances
and stomach turning beads of thought
you said you wouldnt worry
but you are
it whispers from you around the corner
youre never going to make it here
you will stumble along the way
the path is blank and only you can color it in

it hisses at you to stand still
and move forward
until you scream that you are tired
that you cant think about it anymore
that you are the completion of your thoughts
and its is the end of your thoughts
it is your weakness

it is your future
and it loves you although you wont let it


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