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What happens when love has nowhere to go? Where does it want to be? Within you is not meant to be.

Looking for an escape, it will punch, it will kick. It just wants to run. It will make you cry, it will make you sick. It cannot be held back.

I'm starting to believe there's more than just one kind of grief, just as there's more than one kind of love. "What is grief if not love persevering?" Well, I think is also love not knowing its purpose. Love without a target, love without a goal.

Do we grief the love, do we grief ourselves? There was suppose to be somebody else.

Grief will not leave. It can change, it can grow. But you won't let go; as it is the mirror of you want most.

I need to catch myself before I fall,

I need to know where I’ll land before I launch.

Who am I to think that I can fly?

I don’t see wings, who told me this lie?

I had the map, why am I lost?

I strayed away from the path,

Trying to soak up the most.

I stare into the abyss,

It looks way too familiar.

I’m not a weary traveler,

But a guest that crossed the barrier.

Waking up inside the dream,

I cut my palm to see it bleed,

Am I in control?

Is this what it is?

The droplets fall, then disappear;

The silence echoes my biggest fears.

“I know you”, I say loud and clear.

The shadow stares back,

“Aren’t you glad to see me again, my dear?”

Like an old friend nostalgia takes me,

To the places I’ve begun to fear.

Where the sun can’t reach,

And all I see is tears.

I don’t like it here,

I don’t want to go back,

I thought I learned my lesson,

I never was.

It broke me.