You were never promised

That you’d be happy, that everyday would be sunshine and boundless joy…

That the years would be gentle, the harsh winds of time shielded from you…

That the madness would cease, that sanity or some version of it would exist…

That the noise would stop, that the glorious silence would ever begin…

That the world would make sense,

That you would laugh,

And smile,

And be merry.

So go out there,

And seek it,


You were never promised.

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