Updated: Feb 15
How many daughters die knowing that their reward was just around the corner. But still follow through anyway knowing that no prize could ever be worth all that came before. Better. It not having yet arrived an indication that all was already too late. If better ever did come no amount of it could ever suffice. Why prolong a hell that seizes to stop burning?
We that remain love to say “If they had only known that better was just around the corner.” What if they did already know. But still remembered that each subsequent day yet to follow was already mired with the wreckage of the present. Residue from the past a slow death already matching the future.
We that remain simply muster up enough courage to excavate faith. Salvation a tunnel a voyage into yet another day. Naïve stupidity. False surety. That tomorrow might be the day that “Around the Corner” finally grants us permission to meet.
We that remain.
Does this make delusion our saving grace?
Fantasy our lifeline?
Did they not know.
Or could it be
that they simply stopped caring.
the gateway into the afterlife.
How many daughters die
knowing that reality can be
such a nightmare
that sinking into
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