Following,
waiting,
longing,
twisting.

This is the thing I was warned of,
the reason I am not still.
Keep moving, stop wanting,
no hoping, no dreaming.

And breathe.

Stealing,
sweeping,
running,
hiding.

This is the life I made for me,
the reason I am not still.
Keep fasting, keep thirsting,
stop waiting, no wanting.

And breathe.

Flowing,
risking,
flying,
yearning.

This is the heart that won't be held,
the reason I am not still.
No loving, no falling,
stop feeling, keep running.

And breathe.

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Scarlatan, in the year 644 AF.