Going for a walk
But running instead
The flight of the fearful
The plight of the heart
Versus the head
I can’t return for lack of love
I can’t go on for fear of everything else
Froze in place, nowhere to go
Not even the ground, falling from beneath my feet
Will help me move from here
Forward or back,
West or east,
Where is my next step?
Where can I find enough love,
To slay the brooding beast?
Do I look for another’s heart,
Without first being able to find my own?
Or does he hold it,
Waiting for me,
To find him, and return.
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