The inevitable
is getting closer
Slowly and painfully
the inevitable
is crawling like ants
under your skin
until you wonder
what is left of you
or what is pure pain
Fast and unnoticeably
the inevitable
is steering the dart
in your direction
giving you no time
to give a last hug
to your dearest
The inevitable
is getting closer
in one way or another
when, is not for you to know
solely so you can embrace life
while waiting…
(Sonja Gundersen Durand, 2014, Copyright)
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