Everyday

Wake up.

I’m alive.

Why.

Brush my teeth.

Eyes so dull.

Spit with disdain.

Dejected.

Disillusioned.

With humanity, the universe,

Gods and life.

Chant.

Meditate.

Music.

Study.

Pets.

Nothing.

Not distracted.

No goals.

No ambition.

No will.

No fight.

No strength.

Not hopeful.

Faithless.

Pointless.

Everyday.

One constant thought.

One hounding feeling.

I’m alive.

Why.

-Ramona Arena 2016

 

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