Not Even Halfway

Hey, I’m not even halfway there, yet the sky has started collapsing. The ground under my feet feels weird. It’s not even solid. I might get drown from not striding.

Hey, I’m not even halfway there, yet the road has been so hard to travel. The obstacles force my restraint to go unstable. Makes me longing for miracle. I might slip hard from not being intractable.

Hey, I’m not even halfway there, yet I’ve been thinking to stop walking. The struggles I preserve start missing. No longer hold meaning. I might disappear from crying.


The poor soul can’t travel with ease.


Traveling the bumpy road all alone under endless laugh and pity,

Toward the not-yet-exist future,

I drag my feet.


I risk it all.


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