If pain
is relative,
then I am drowning
in the same rain
that blooms you.
If suffering
is temporary,
then my clock has
stalled out
from ticking.
If understanding
is mutual,
then my own efforts
have so far outrun
your own
that
relatively,
temporarily
speaking. . .
I stand alone.
Sep 8, 2018
Sep 8, 2018 at 7:38 AM UTC
If pain
is relative,
then I am drowning
in the same rain
that blooms you.
If suffering
is temporary,
then my clock has
stalled out
from ticking.
If understanding
is mutual,
then my own efforts
have so far outrun
your own
that
relatively,
temporarily
speaking. . .
I stand alone.
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