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
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