Ash Miller Poet Rhyme

My Existence Is Flawed

My existence is flawed,
Bogged down by day, month, year old thoughts
I cannot stop,
My existence is flawed

Matching statistics taunt me,
But solemn truths surface
when guards pass drearily to sleep,
no more minds to keep,
Was all this worth it,
Oh the burning yearning to be free
of the wretched body

When I went insane I thought
I spoke to god,
And to them, distraught, I yelled
My existence is flawed,
Ferocious rains inside me fought,
Oh, again, to laugh away deaths embrace,
Resign myself to end of days,
As flesh and bone all surely rot,
And sirens sing the tunes of Nox,
I repeat, My existence is flawed

To this conjecture I contend,
All beauty will turn sometime,
But sunlight's rays shine
day by day,
And shadows dance
A sweet romance,
fend instead for next days brace,
Do not succumb to pale horse's race,
A small suggestion I propose,
Swap "my" with "why"
and truth arose,
Although those meander without cause,
Why, existence is flawed!

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