A day in the mirror,Frightened and shattered,Some call it hard work,Some call it knowledge. Bright years ahead,If study holds no power,Then what does?The mind controls it all, The one thing that does. Whether fortunate or disastrous,A smile or a tear,Friendly or reserved,I haven’t found my second half yet. Too easy to be true,Or too hard …
A hover, showering from all sides,An ant biting but unseen,A man punching yet irrelevant,A stone falling upon me,Yet, I won’t break. They say,If you stop,It will consume you.If you run,It may outrun you. We know,The invisible worldIs most aliveIn the deepest lostness. The only question remains—How do you escapeThis Invisible Pursuit?Or have you already left …
