I am done
Want to quit
Why the idea of quitting is shunned
Favored against a fight to stay afloat
To beat the moment
Knowing fully the ship must sink
At a given moment
Unknown unpredictable
One who wants to quit
Knows fully too
That choosing is not in one's hands
still...........
Race is on
Time floats
I am a moment
With in a moment
My mass destined to shrink
A slow sucking
In a dark hole
Bubbles in a glass of soda
Sliding upwards
To burst upon surface
Not knowing their play
A tryst with destiny.
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