• geelovelane 21w


    Until I have nothing left, and even then,
    I will give my all.
    I fear not the pain,
    I am frightful of the fragile appease in-between.

    Because the pain will come again
    and again...
    Agony accrues from the anticipation,
    Which makes for an uneasy soothe, as it will come again.

    I have felt the chill before,
    I will feel the chill again,
    Until then,
    I will give my all.