Torsades de Pointes

Once again...

I draw in close,

Despite roughly knowing this terrain,

And where it goes.

Why such foolish behaviour,

Why such foolish thoughts,

Why chose a path where not many can save ya,

And render you ending up with the rots.

But even after all that,

Why do you think I'm still here?

I tried to back off and stay back,

Instead I persevere.

I hope you dont feel like I'm fishing here,

Reeling up and throwing the line back,

Cause that would be the wrong concept my dear,

For my doings and for my acts.

I still see your shadow at times,

Sometimes nearby,

Sometimes out of reach,

This big mountain my body climbs,

Though I feel that I could die,

from it,

I know that nothing is without a glitch.

And maybe that is why I've not changed,

And why I didnt stray off,

And so I still keep within range,

And hope that we would start off,

Back at where we stopped,

And from where we parted.

And now I'm reading this whole thing right from the top,

In my mind I'm going like ' Damn I'm retarded.'

Cuz instead of studying now,

Or reading up on my stuff,

I'm actually making this poem of how,

I'm feeling of late and laugh.

But back to the topic,

Of my stupidity,

Which is something I know is chronic,

Because I still do it even though I can see clearly.

God knows whats happening,

Or whats gonna happen,

It doesnt matter if the outcomes are saddening,

As I'm prepared for the least this very second.

Trust is something that needs to be earned,

Loyalty and commitment is something that I seek,

And because I know that I might get burned,

The threshold for these criteria would be higher in Cheek.