She stared into the murky depth of the water,
There her whole life was before her,
(she made a bold jump into the freezing water)
She recalled her mind as her nemesis,
Yet she couldn't understand the genesis of it all,
Just then her thought became immense,
She knew then,that she had reached her impasse,
Her mind had already implied her loss in the battle multiple times,
she never wanted to impute her troubles on her mind since it's part of her or at least was,
she had an intense impulse to just "shut it off completely",
But that would mean she dies,
And if she did ...how sure was she,
That her soul would fly?
Instead of having to deny her uncertainty,
Why not just...live life and not think bout it,
(she was now losing air...slowly...seeing black)
"It's scary",she thought "how we're unknowing of our destiny"
Big bang or chaos theory
none really gives us a clue ,
of when our times are due,
scary how all we have is not really ours,shut your eyes and it just might slip away,
UGH!!!someone should pull her out of this loop,
It goes on and on and never stops,
She begs not considering how low she's stooped,
It's a bit too much for her she couldn't take it.
(*FLATLINE*....was it worth it?..............
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Spite for self too strong to fight
Poetryshe struggles with a 'mind that has a mind of it's own'...seems too her she's overpowered and can't fight anymore Here's her thoughts when taking a step nobody should ever take
