Stream of Consciousness

lines

there’s a line

 

a definite line

and when we cross it

there’s no turning back

no erasing our footprints

no pretending the heart didn’t feel

mind didn’t realize

soul didn’t grasp the undeniable fact

that there’s no starting over

 

we can’t always see this line

sometimes it sneaks up on us

an intruder in the night

stealing what was

taking what could’ve been

and muffling the present

until it can speak no more

 

one false move

a single of the slightest changes

whether we know it or not

planned for the whole nine yards

or a solitary glimmer

 

one little line, crossed

can topple the whole castle

 

will we be inside

when it falls?

 

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