After All
There’s
no emptiness in space, only within humanity
An
emotion of suffering, happily admitting no mercy
That
human reaching for momentary happiness
Finding
only regret and unearned guilt
Yet
what’s the alternative to invisible suffering?
That
conflict within, mind versus emotion
I cover
my face in the swirling reality
The panic
that rises, once the downside sets in
See again
and again, and then to reconcile within
This
psyche that allows emotion, feeling and mind differences
Beware
the nihilism that lurks ready
It wins
often and seeks me as a victim
But I
deny it and it subsides like the coward it hides
For it
seeks only the frail and the lonely
And the
end’s “oh what’s the use”
Remember
that “I’m the use” and you’re never obtuse
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