It was hard you know

waking up to the smell of defeat

drying up fast as water subjected to high heat

evaporating meaninglessly in the atmosphere

without anyone around finding it queer

what do you do? He asked, when your world feel sour

eat, read or pray? Anxiety’s piling by the hour

understanding seems so far away in the end

he never knew for a minute how bad shit would hit the fan

fighting, he said, what’s the point?

life can be a disastrous roller coaster jump

whether you make it or not is its own prerogative

you do everything to avoid the deadly bump

ironically it always find a way to be more provocative

impotent, no possible savior in sight, forgetful entity

he becomes the recluse in a world enclosed in its stupidity.

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