#1301-Curves

Straight lines, stains,

Brightness, blurriness.

We live life,

Pretending it’s linear.

Panicking,

When curves appear.

We cover stains,

For appearance’s sake.

Then,

When reality arrives,

And nothing,

Can buy time,

Fear, happily smiles.

When it’s too late,

To navigate the blurry,

Foggy path,

We unconsciously created,

To hide light.