Don’t you hate?
Heavy lids, dull eyes, jealous heart.
Hateful thoughts, ugly lies escaping.
The stifling cocoon of inadequacy.
Slumping shoulders, curved spine, bent knees.
Longing for the all-consuming comfort of open wounds.
The weight of exhaustion.
Don’t you love?
A bit of release.
A full intake of breath, balanced with a paired exhale.
A bit of gray peeking out, from behind the black.
Illumination, far ahead.
Don’t you hope?
For even lighter shades of gray.
A better person is waiting for you, ahead.
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