Running (Original Poetry)
I run, you chase obsessed to get to the other end only to discover there’s no end in the first place. Pretending to live stacking regrets juggling shame, guilt, and a bouquet of poems led you down a path where emptiness screams louder than progress. Up on the mountaintop where fame and blame dance a material tango to capture your brain resides the treasure trove ready for you to absorb when you let go of your old and pathetic claim. *Don’t hold back!* I continue my journey lost in a myriad of artificial flavors suppressing the present hoping to find comfort in the wings of rose petals. Past memories drive my behavior but then I meet nature and I’m reminded of my mathematical equation. *Spill over the divine.* *Don’t be a stranger!* Oxygen floods my cells the upgrade is smooth just a few repairs here and there. The electromagnetic field expands, the human avatar gasps: *Another one of those games …* *without a beginning* *nor an end.* 💎💎💎 Krisz Rokk 💎💎💎 Image by Daniela S. aka @wayofaiki https://ecency.com/@wayofaiki Originally published on the Hive blockchain at @KriszRokk https://ecency.com/hive-161465/@kriszrokk/running-original-poetry **Loved the experience?** **Grab a copy of my book** **Spiritual Harvest** **to immerse yourself in new adventures.** https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DBVGW78C/
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