The
Energy
No idea
how the strain will pain
See the
end wanted and trying to claim
Enter the
time and begin the constant chime
Only
heard by One is the shriek scream mime
Push and pull
with every sinew in stretch
Body
complaining and mind willing is an unlit match
Time goes
but seems still and the constant urge to rest
Now pain
is an insistent hammering pest
Rising is
the rate far above accepted regular state
Focused
deep in the mind is now the only template
Body
separate without conscious rate
Not surrender
but thru’ the human high gate
Counting
almost subconscious in full swing
Power now
infuses, acceleration is devouring
Pay later
is the account in exhaustion
The
energy is the soul without guilt despite its extortion
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