Risk
We measure ourselves on dark days
Against love of the past
Against the dark rumble of seasons
Lost words on deaf ears
Interrupted seconds that slip
I measure myself against all you love
Or have loved
Or will love
Feeling flat and lifeless against the grid
It's easier to withdrawal
In this measure
To collapse within
Where I am free
Where I am never disappointed
Where I am never accountable
To anyone but myself
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