Burden of proving to the world,
Heaps up and gets heavier,
Only tussle easier than today’s
Seems to be that of yesterday’s.
Running after The Nameless,
You lose the breath and collapse.
Heart pounds against the beneath surface,
Horizon extends, leaving no trace.
Know you need
To come out true.
"If time has all answers,
You have no clue."
Moment has to run out,
Mocking your inability.
When you are ready to restart,
It’s either too late, or too early.
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