Clay Young Jr Poet Rhyme

The Path of Least Existence

The Path Of Least Existence


If someone must hurt, let it be me
I cannot opt out of this suffering
Damned if I do, and damned if I don't
So I harden my will, and say that I won't

This bed that I lie in I made by myself
Tossing and turning in insomnia's spell
Sweating and shaking with clenched open eyes
Joints and bones aching as half of me dies

One half of me dies so the other can live
Takes more from me than I have to give
But give I still do as I throw me away
As long as they're happy I guess it's okay

Who needs friends? Not I. No no no.
There is space but for 1, and it leaves me alone
So here I will wait, for a morsel or crumb
And be ever so grateful if it ever should come

Expect nothing less than my all, just for you
My body, my mind, and the soles of my shoes
My feet are so tired and my spirit worn thin
Holding it up holds me under again

It is what it is, what it isn't, it's not
Never can lose what I never got
Come fire, come water, come wind, and come earth
I'll pay all the cost for whatever it's worth

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Nancy Kaufman June 4, 2023 at 1:49 PM interesting write here. Full of oxymorons. Welcome to the soup. I hope you find it to be as supportive as I have as a novice writer. Clay Young Jr June 8, 2023 at 9:39 AM Thank you. My writing involves dualities a lot. Such is life. I've been a writer most of my life. I took a break from it for many years, and I'm at the point where I feel able to express myself again. I have another Soup page that I lost access to, so I started this one to add new stuff.