Footsteps of various weights:
rigid, limping,
harsh and kind.
Walking, running, stumbling,
almost dead,
measured by consuming grief.
Levitating in fulfilled love,
falling in the loss of trust,
they hide from the cold,
freezing in their fears.
Starting from different points,
they trip one another up.
Worn-down footfalls,
without a finish line,
without a reward,
carrying the weight of slow
inevitable fading.
Jan 27
Jan 27, 2026 at 6:09 PM UTC
Footsteps of various weights:
rigid, limping,
harsh and kind.
Walking, running, stumbling,
almost dead,
measured by consuming grief.
Levitating in fulfilled love,
falling in the loss of trust,
they hide from the cold,
freezing in their fears.
Starting from different points,
they trip one another up.
Worn-down footfalls,
without a finish line,
without a reward,
carrying the weight of slow
inevitable fading.
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