Just stop fighting it so hard, the underwater after dark river you love so much.
A part of you knew that this is where you'd be carried if even half-heartedly those years ago when you tempted fate first.
You're afraid to admit afraid to accept how much you love it when you can let go.
How long have you been hunting for an answer? How long have you been hunted by the answer you really want?
You must know by now you'll never break the walls of one you name equal; you can't even break your own.
There is no way to walk the road you chose without becoming someone else; you cannot traverse the abyss between yourself and others and yet remain inviolate; you can't see without being seen.
You cannot touch, without being touched. You cannot love, without being broken.
So then you can't go back but you're afraid to go forward staying in between is worse since stagnation means death what do you do?