So full…
Unable to sort
Unable to explain
Unable to express
And yet so sure
So certain.
Can this be
What will characterise me?
For it is this that I like:
The agony of thought
Unstoppable
The pain of living
Endured
The perplexity of thoughts
Intense.
And the intensity
O the intensity!
Nothing quite like it anywhere
Nothing so me…
But where o where
Today or tomorrow
Will this lead me?
Dare I go?
The end…
Worthwhile?
For there will be one
If I have lived.
And I have.
Will.
Like it or not.
Me or not…
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