Crossing mind.

Why do we like the feeling if we do not like the consequences?
That is when you know you are lost.
You love the feeling but hate how you can’t get rid of it.
You wish it never existed but oh the pleasure and accomplishment is good.
That is when you know you are lost.
When you know that it can’t get any worse, but you still try it because it matters. It does. It is worth it. It describes you. It knows who you are and what you are afraid of, but you like it. You feel found.
That is when you know you are lost.
When everything seems to be clear, yet the slightest move makes you doubt. Makes you feel safe knowing that in seconds in can change.
That is when you know you are lost.
When you know the reason but you can’t explain yourself why. When life becomes precious and miserable.
That is when you know you are lost.
When you simply cannot die because you know you wouldn’t have accomplished anything, yet you know this is the best part of your life.

That is when I know I am lost.

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