The body never stops you from doing anything that you can.
Its your mind that holds you back
Like a rock tied to your timeline.
You drag it all the way; no escape.
The heaviest part –
the darkest patch of memory
that sucks in your desires like a black hole
lives there happily.
So strong that you can almost feel it
as if it were a seed,
stuck in its growth
fossilized, and buried with the remains of the past.