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I escape from the invisible ties.

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If - by Rudyard Kipling Many times I trusted in lies I trusted in eyes that didn’t show me the true side I trusted in friends and the good intentions of their hearts I trusted the world wouldn’t want us apart      I trusted in everything but me       It’s time to make amends       I’ll try to comprehend       That my intent is also good       And free I am       From people’s mouths and hands ‘      And should just be      Even if I bleed 

I'm retiring.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears       Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years       Finds and shall find me unafraid. Invictus by William Ernest Henley I gave life to fear  I have personified her  I was an actress She was my character  I trembled because of her  I am now retiring from this career  It’s no longer part of me 

The gate doors had a warm personality, despite its appearance.

  It matters not how strait the gate, Invictus by William Ernest Henley I stretch my arms And the gate doors don’t hug me back But I know that’s for the better As all things should be  Even when we don’t see what God sees  And although they don’t hug me back I feel its suffocating warmth  There’s almost no space to breath  There’s almost no space to trip over my own clumsy feet Yet, if Earth lost control over gravity I know this gate would hold me straight It waits for me even when I’m late 

The thoughts I have in the morning stay alive for a long time.

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, If - by Rudyard Kipling The creaking sound of my rocking chair is a statement of time Of my time And of our time And of the time I see when I look up to the sky  It’s past midnight  I wonder why I can’t just lay back and fall asleep  And forget that my dreams were once here I wonder if they will just die with me

It bared its teeth. I was waiting for me.

In the fell clutch of circumstance       I have not winced nor cried aloud.                                                                                                          Invictus by William Ernest Henley They got me in their teeth And they wasted no time fearing me Yet, as I was pulled up into the sky  I feared looking into my enemy’s eyes  I don’t know why  I never called my old friend “ I ”  Who never cries I i s hiding But I stands by  I is the one who occasionally lies But I could stay alive Searching more about this poem by Henley, I learned that the quote I chose today is a metaphor that evokes the imagery of a bird of prey. So, I thought that it would be interesting to make a connection to my shadow. You see, our shadows are as savage as animals and sometimes we need to make a call. Not necessarily with our cell phones though. 

Rigor mortis.

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone,    And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’ If - by Rudyard Kipling I saw it in a dream The warmth leaving me But don’t call it Premonition dream That’s the destiny Of all those who can see I saw it in a dream The body grow still as steel But my Will doesn’t break Nor does it kneel  It’ll stay here Long after we will  It says: Hold on And despite death and what is real My body says: I feel 

Through the mirror, I see it stand behind me.

B eyond this place of wrath and tears       Looms but the Horror of the shade,                                                                                                      And yet the menace of the years       Finds and shall find me unafraid. Invictus by William Ernest Henley It has a head. Two arms. Two legs.  It has two hands. Two feet.  It has two sharp teeth, just waiting to sink its fangs on me.  It looms over me. It’s that side of me.  It waits for me to fall asleep. It is not my enemy. It's just my shadow and the coward side of she .  I just wish she wasn’t me .  Isn’t it frustrating when your worst enemy is yourself?