Why do I always end up here? My heart aches for peace, But my mind aches for something else. I keep returning, knowing it hurts. Each time I run, I fall. My heart longs for peace, But my mind drags me back. The weight of attachment— Clinging from one to another, Feeding a void in my chest That nothing can ever fill. Why? It hurts. I hate being attached. How do I detach from this pain? My heart doesn’t deserve it, Yet my mind always leads me back To square one. D.fyffe