I’m so confused, I’m so tired
I’m so overused
I’m so on fire
I’m alive; I’m on fire!
In four short lines, you describe what---in my opinion---is one of the great metaphysical paradoxes of our existence: our burdens singe us like flames, and yet in the pain of that injury, we know we are alive.
Starward-Led [in Chrismation, Januarius]
In four short lines, you
In four short lines, you describe what---in my opinion---is one of the great metaphysical paradoxes of our existence: our burdens singe us like flames, and yet in the pain of that injury, we know we are alive.
Starward-Led [in Chrismation, Januarius]