The Itch
It's always there,
You know it needs to leave,
But it may result in consequence,
When showing it the door.
It slowly kills,
Your inner focus,
And steals away,
Your state of mind.
Shall you fathom it no longer,
Would you take the ultimate consequence?
Or shall you burden
The endless torture?
Your choice
Can be vital to your success,
But can also lead to
Your imminent failure.
Copyright © Jonas Garza | Year Posted 2014
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