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Life


Life takes a grip

It holds my brain

And whispers

            “You don’t know”

Fear

            Childish

            Daunting

            Paralyzing

            Continuous

 

I don’t know

Where I should go

Or what I should do

            “You don’t know”

Drifting

            Directionless

            Confusing

            Pointless

            Frightening

 

I pray

I worry

I cry

 

A hand

A hand drags me up

Out of my drowning

Out of my self-pity

Out of my fear

 

I am welcomed back to life

It holds my brain

And whispers

            “No one knows”

 

And that’s fine

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MVP-Most Valuable Poet
<p>nicely written</p><p>life is what you make it</p><p>you define how you live your life</p><p>keep writing and building off new ideas</p>

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