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Speed.

  • Writer: Sam John
    Sam John
  • Mar 10
  • 1 min read

Too Fast.


I am scared.

Time passes by.

And my belief that I am not enough is taking longer than I anticipated to chip away at.


I find myself lost in bitterness and resentment.

In pain.

Pulling myself out before it consumes me…

And asking questions.

More than I ever have.


Has the most codependent relationship I’ve been a part of been growing in silence.

Or am I free to do this life the way I was supposed to.


Am I blinded?

Am I lost?

Or am I free?


To do what I need to do.

Too slow.

I need to choose.

Before my time is up.


Before He returns.


Yours faithfully,

Curiosity.


 
 
 

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