The Horizon
The end of the horizonThat I dare to reach.
I will vanish like Houdini
But I will never come back.
The dare is a challenge
A constant battle every day.
Do I want to reach it now?
Or do I want to prolong it more?
I'm drowning in my thoughts
A chaos inside that shell.
Excited about tomorrow,
Yet it's struggle to survive the day.
The thoughts that surround me
Who am I? What do I feel?
The acting is tiring,
My identity is lost.
Yet I pray for courage...
Sometimes, to survive another day,
or to be able to cross over the horizon.
What the hell do I want in this world?
Poetry by krii
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Written on 2024-02-22 at 07:41
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