The world is revolving and I am stopped.
I stand against the roaring wind and rain not moving, not making a sound.
I hear the people talking, the music flowing. But, I do not move.
I see everything going at once, But I, do not move. I stand still...
How long will I be locked up in this ice?
How long will I have this blank stare on my face?
How long will I be suffocating myself?
Will I ever be able to live?


And the rain keeps going, and the winds keep roaring, and I keep standing.
Against everything.
 
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