There’s a way

 

There’s a way of living by looking away from life. By shutting life out and pressing your back against the door.

There’s a way of claiming back your life after pain by willing weeks and years of it to go away, so wounds may heal.

There’s a way of living the truth by plastering it with labels, and holding on to the words.

There’s a way of seeking fulfilment by collecting bits and pieces, and calling them achievements.

 

There’s a way of cherishing something by letting it slip away. A way of striving to get and hold it by trading it off for pebbles.

 

There are many ways under the sun.

But not for me.

 

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