This is my final statement.
\nNote to self: this is not it.
\nI am not alone.
\nI am enough.<\/p>\n
The easy way out does not exist.
\nBehold I stand in my writer’s chair,
\nholding an invisible dagger against my throat.
\nThe needle in my hay.<\/p>\n
This cure for the common cold
\nhas nothing to do with me no more.
\n“I wish I was strong”, I pray.
\nI lack control.
\nBow and arrow ain’t my sport.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
This is my final statement. Note to self: this is not it. I am not alone. I am enough. The easy way out does not exist. Behold I stand in my writer’s chair, holding an invisible dagger against my throat. The needle in my hay. This cure for the common cold has nothing to do […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7418,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"cybocfi_hide_featured_image":"","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7997],"tags":[7817,5698],"class_list":["post-175998","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-textos","tag-english","tag-english-poetry"],"acf":[],"mb":[],"yoast_head":"\n