Choose To Suffer
I'm sitting here at war with myself.
Part of me is wondering what I bother for.
The other part is begging to heal.
But I can't determine which is real,
Or which entity I feed.
I know what thoughts I should buy into,
But despite that, for some reason,
I seem to choose to dive into the abyss.
Why am I so comfortable being miserable?
Why do I choose to give up what little power I have?
They say happiness is a choice.
They say happiness is the object of life.
I claim that I've been searching for meaning,
Trying to find the object of life;
But if happiness is the object,
And happiness is a choice,
Why do I continue to choose to suffer?
Jarred Shah
7/8/2020
1:53pm
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