I can sit in the fear. The dark cloud looms. But it’s always a few steps behind. If I run it can never keep up. Run.
36years. A heart can stop at any moment, but why would you make that conscious choice. Get up.
Dance and smile.
The echoes will still flow through the beat as you get lost in the bliss of that second. No one will blame you. Except they all will. The song will still go on.
Who cares anyway? We all end up in the same pit, or the same ray of sunshine. Build that sun from the tears that are always holding you back. Someone will stand by you. I will.