Monday, April 18, 2011

The Battle

I hate how much it hurts to give

Unsure if I hate how much it hurts to live, more

Both equally draining

Mind, body, and soul

Optimism, patience, and sanity,

Steady tick away as the hands of time do

Self for me is non-existing, a result of selflessness,

And this is where I lose it.

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