To yield.
To pose the question.
To not shield.
The ever growing conundrum.
To have poise.
To have faith.
To not ‘lose’ your way.
To make haste.
This is where the majority of pain comes from.
Options. Exhausted.
The path. Distorted.
Clambering through like everyone beloved you ‘sure did’.
An abundance of pain without pleasure.
There is no fun, no leisure.
As the dead horse is beaten to a pulp, no inches left, no measure.
Your sanity and your reality thrown to the side all for your vanity of completing the task at hand.
Disgruntled. You stand. Ego. Is your nemesis. Years down the line, I hope you remember this.
That to start strong and finish abruptly is better than a dream of a perfect plan that will ‘corrupt me’.
Choose wisely.
Be Super
