Telling myself I’ve never been
this low
But it gets deeper and deeper
And I no longer know if it is myself
Or life holding the shovel
I’m in desperate need to ask
A 60 year old how they’ve made
it so far
Because right now I just can’t
Deal with one more day.
And why can’t I even ask my parents?
And why does everyone
walk around
Okay with dying?
So many are okay
with mundane gratifications and
Underwhelming goals that they can’t admit to themselves.
But then here I am..
no where near my goal
Are they also stuck?
Or is it nihilism?
What is the point of investing
In all you’ve ever wanted
if at the end
It is the right now
that outweighs the future?
And that makes my heart ache
Because the people
that have left me
And the people I’m struggling
to let go of
Are choices that fill me
with a piercing regret
Because we can have each other
in this life
Right now
But who knows in another life
And that price I can’t bear
Can you?
Oh but pride
But ego
But our narritives
But our fuckin trauma
It screams no
It keeps telling us to hell with them
Then we forgive
Then we realize we are just human
Then we reach out
Then we regret the decision
Because they don’t think like this
And we are back to square one
Is it nihilism
Or are they stuck?
I want to give in so bad
But life is screaming for me to live
The courage to keep bandage
Of this exposed wound
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