Push back the void

There’s not much to say

That hasn’t been said

Let’s just say – there’s a sword over my head.

I tried resisting it, fighting it off

For isn’t that what a human is made for?

 

I tried accepting it, making it a friend

Acknowledging its existence, the inevitable pain.

It pulled on my rope till the end

And hung me till I couldn’t breathe again.

 

I ignored it, and for a while it lay dormant.

I wrongly rejoiced – I knew it hadn’t left

But I hoped it’d stay dormant

It fired back in full force last night

Only to remind me of what a folly I am

and how inescapable is my plight.

 

The sword cuts me at my weakest

And then gags up my throat

And ties my hands behind my back

And stays close by, in case I deserve more.

 

Title: Forget Gravity. Fires at night.

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