Why
Why
Why does my body not give up
its will to live no matter what.
I have walked the shores
of that deep blue sea wherein
would be the end of me.
Yet each morn I awake
my path still here, for me to take
Poems gushing from my every thought
as if obliged in a moment caught
up, once more in a feverish plot.
It seems the goal is to empty my mind
of dreams and truths of every kind.
Lay it bare for all people to see
and thus be judged for the life I lived.
Perhaps then, only God need forgive.
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