To ImPossibility

I was just thinking about this while revisiting past writings.

When the nights get too long
And sleep keeps a distance
When the pain and sorrow
– or anger – threatens

When the soul is weak
And the heart grows restless
Heavy thoughts build up –
Worry, paranoia, guiltiness

Tear away from those chains
To reality that bind
And sprint like a madman
Away for a while.

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