along with the ability
comes the insanity
along with the waking
comes the pain
the sorrow
the hidden
they all come to me now
i am no longer safe
my dreams
shouldn't my dreams be safe?
my mother told me they were
but that was many years past
with my ability i gain inability
the inability to change the changeable
the inability to deflect the blow i know is coming
i see it
like a fist clenched and cocked
slow motion, telegraphing its way to me
move left, shy right... and then the hammer falls
*CRASH*
and i watch it all... death to that which is changeable
death to that which is not
and there, right there in that moment, it ends and begins again
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