The 4th dimension.

There is a kind of fragility,
between happiness and tears
Where one is surely lost
But doesn’t want to be found.

There is a kind of hurt,
between pleasure and pain
Where calm waters stir in anguish
And uncertainty runs deep.

There is a kind of confusion,
between beautiful crossroads
Where one knows which road to pick
But instead, doesn’t know where to go.

There is a kind of dream,
so wonderful and real
a fool would embrace it faithfully
but the wise smell rotten lies.

There is a kind of rush,
so brash and spontaneous
but it feels like a lifetime’s plan
Brewing inside man.

Then…

There is a kind of trust,
betweenΒ never and forever
Where one can close their eyes and cross their hands,
Or hold their breath…

and take a leap of faith.

*featured image from weheartit
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