How can I grow when the ceiling’s been reached?
How can I breathe when the air’s so thin?
How can I move when gravity holds me?
How can I love when there is no love for me?
How can I live in a world that breeds death?
How can I escape when hell follows me?
How can I die when my spirit lives on?
What does it matter
When the answers
Won’t change a damn thing?
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, February 21, 2026.
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Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
Online) - Published: February 21st, 2026 10:00
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Comments1
Tristan such a poignant point even when we have the answers it does not always fix the problem. Nicely put my friend
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