INEVITABLE

the hand does not move freely.
the mind is tortured by harsh memories of the past.
the thoughts are forced out on paper.

this is not an attempt to release something sinister.
this is for hope, that one day, I can be free at last.
this is the closure; the ending to the undefined and indefinite.

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this is from my CWJ narrative poem.
it will be about us.
about our undefined relationship.
about ambiguities, about nonsense.

this would be our closure.