An Astringent Memory
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Why do we exist? That's a query I hear quite often
It's jocular with loved ones, according to many
For others, it's a roller coaster of swings and turns
I had never entertained such trivial notions
Yet all I had were fears they couldn't fulfill.
When precisely I ceased to hope, I fail to tell
The goal is to lead a delightful and fulfilled life
I don't step back to dwell on how split I've come
When it's time, I can bury my pain and carry on
To a family who enjoys prying into my private life
"Can you advise a person to lead a typical life?"
While having little to gaze out to, I raged to live
Actually, life has no value if not for a rushing river
Running unabatedly over the difficult terrain
I never found out how or when it escaped my grip
I am currently blind to the future of my life.
Written: June 3rd, 2023
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2023
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