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The way up,
the way down,
the way back is gone.
One choice
is none at all
and the alternative
never was.
Darkened doorways
and lit stairs,
with the opposite
simultaneously true.
You knew, I know you knew
That I'd never accept
the offer laid in front.
As to take it laying down
would mean to never stand
and to never stand
is not how I was born.
Nor it's how I'll go out.
Deeper and denser
and darker than death,
no escape,
not even for the light.
And the night,
it wears thin, as you begin
to leave the unleavable
with ease.
You leave me here
with listening ear
for a sound
that'll never be my name.
And eternal I'll live
in a world of blame,
bitter
for what could have been.
If only I'd seen,
if only I'd held
and if only the world
knew the same.

Taraz