On a cliff
One of us wishes to fall
To quiet down
These grieving bones
These restless hearts
Oh the heaviness
Of being a stone
In a sea of pulsating flesh
“If there is no enemy within,
the enemy outside can do us no harm”
I wonder
Will we become what we
Have always dreamed
of being:
At peace
With ourselves
Jul 25, 2019
Jul 25, 2019 at 11:09 AM UTC
On a cliff
One of us wishes to fall
To quiet down
These grieving bones
These restless hearts
Oh the heaviness
Of being a stone
In a sea of pulsating flesh
“If there is no enemy within,
the enemy outside can do us no harm”
I wonder
Will we become what we
Have always dreamed
of being:
At peace
With ourselves
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