Fear 

I feel the pain

So deep

in my heart

That I fear I will never be rid of it.

 

And I want

So bad

To be free

That I fear I will never taste freedom.

 

I see the light

So bright

Far away

That I fear it will never shine upon me.

 

And I need

A little

Love, maybe some Hope

That I fear will never come my way.

 

And I cry

Tears of blood

Mayhap cuz I know

My fears are the truth put to fruition

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Tough Luck

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Who are you?

Like millions before you, like millions after. Many will come and go.

Just like you.

You believe in you, what you are, your aspirations, your dreams. But who are you really? Does not the fact that there are millions others with the exact same ambition, the exact same dream haunt you? You are no different.

As I write this on a cool rainy evening, I feel a slight sense of foreboding. What makes you different. Seven and a half billion people are currently residing on planet earth. You meet an average of a thousand people that you might even remember the names of. And vice-versa. So what do you do to stand out?

Asking my parents this question had them looking at me as if I had lost my ever-loving mind. ‘Why do you think like this?’ is a question I am used to now.

Maybe…Maybe the similarities end with the ambitions and dreams. Maybe the differences are that we are unique because we are who we are because of our reactions and decisions. Circumstances are never the same for all. Our take on it makes us different.

But does it really? Have we not heard that human nature is predictable? Our reactions, our aspirations, our circumstances… There are people who do find themselves. Self-discovery is a beautiful thing. Is there supposed to be an enlightening day where I let go of all the doubts and know by a certainty? The only remaining question that lingers is

Who am I?