No Skipping

I don’t wish to skip

The searching, the falling, the aching longing

Those are things that make it beautiful

And you know just as well

How things that are hard to reach,

Harder to hold on to,

Hardest to let go,

Will always be worth the struggle.

Life isn’t a playlist,

Where I can choose

To skip over to the next moment.

It’s a sentence,

A paragraph,

A book that

We are writing.

So here I hold my pencil

Hard against the page

So that even things erased

Will faintly still remain



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