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What Are We in This World?

Poetry is turning out to be a very cathartic medium, I should do this more often.

We are all in a confusing world trying to fit pieces of the puzzle we call life together.

We are all in a confusing world trying to fit pieces of the puzzle we call life together.

It takes one to know one, or so they do say,

Each face is an obstacle, or just a toy to play.

Accusations can fly from inside a dark place,

But I'm stuck here weeping, and I weep for the day.


The tears they do fall for freedom I have lost,

To be born at all our innocence it does cost.

You're a tiny speck so mindfulness can be tossed,

Stick our heads in the car to inhale the exhaust.


What price would you pay for suicide, my dear,

Is eternity in darkness worth release from your fear?

Perhaps all you need is a compassionate ear?

Just look where resiliency has led through the years.


You are not me, but nor am I you,

Compare not appearances, nor anything we do.

Keep marching bravely, there's no need to stew,

Step on your enemies and make them all rue.


I'm still sitting here quite empty and cold,

I think of my soul and what's left to be sold.

I'll think of you deeply with each day I grow old,

For we were always the ones who never fit into their mold.

© 2021 Kyler J Falk