CAUGHT
And I still grapple with my old friend, Fear.
This time, I’m in the company of no empathy, no love, and little curiosity.
And they have yet to understand that those very elements are the reasons they will not find themselves.
They’ve fallen in love with their own hatred.
“You have no choice but to compartmentalize and forget.”
“You have to do your own work now.”
“ It has been made clear.”
“Will you be ruthless with your grief?”
*Forget your fear and self-hatred.*
*Caught in samsara.*
*Caught in delusion.*
*Fear of the unknown.*
*Delusions.*
“Will you be ruthless with your grief ?”
Fate
hold me
your heartbeat is my heart
you look at me
your eyes see to my soul
when you kiss me
the world has truly gone away
and when we dance
a trance
a trance
a trance
it is our fate
It is our fate
It is our fate
It is our fate