Pacing

Today I twitted the following poem:

Life is frustrating. So when do you stop living?
Gentle. Anger. Boil. Beneath. Love. Rage. Contrast. Interchange.
So when do you choose now or never?
Always believe?
Time and again. Trying to breath.
Heart racing.
Give and take.
Shining.

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I'm growing up and slowly unraveling the mysteries of life. It's way more complicated than I previously thought. I'm not alone in this thinking. Now I'm beginning to understand the phrase: "the unwinding path". Nothing good in life ever comes easy. Nothing easy in life can be appreciated as those you strive for on a golden pedestal.

Pacing. Walking. Running.
Racing.
Winning!


Hear me roar!
I will become tomorrow's everything!!