Unabating

I've always leaned into the curve Bending through edges ever blurred All along this aching hollow Incandescent colors dulled by sorrow I have always known An unabating cold There's no sweet eternal spring No valley's green can outlast winter's sting Just blink, it's already gone I've always stared into the flame Tormented meanings ripe to claim I've interrogated my wounds Crack the hide to find the hidden truth I have always known An unabating pull There's no summit high enough Every peak will fade to dust Just blink, it's already gone There's no mountain There's no valley There's no mountain There's no valley There's no mountain There's no valley Just blink, it's already…