living

it is hard to stop

when you’re running a race

a marathon, if you will

it’s like an endless chase

there is no end in sight

and perhaps none exists

but every once in a while

you’ll feel yours within your reach

you will separate yourself

from the reality that you live in

isolation is convenience

numb is the only feeling

you will strive for success

that you’ll never truly savour

when you want it,

it shines like diamonds

once you achieve it,

it’s a mere graphite rock

we are made to believe that

this is a part of life

but never once

taught to question

if there is any respite

– living

22-05-19

Image: I saw this gorgeous painting at the National Gallery of Canada recently and was so engrossed in it that I even forgot to note its name or that of its creator. (any help would be much appreciated!)

Also, HELLO!

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Have you ever felt like you were simply running a race to nowhere? Have you ever felt stuck or without purpose? How did you cope? I would love to hear your stories; the comment section is waiting!