Repetitions

I keep looking for a moment in life.

Something to justify or fill the emptiness in my being

After a while, I find something to grab onto. I find something that justifies my existence; something that gives context and meaning to life, but then, the next morning comes.

I still have to get up
People come to me with the same stuff
Life still has the same undertones.
I am worn down again

Special revelations and personal growth is, by concept, a very personal truth, but what if my person never remembered. I can only hold one truth at a time, but what happens when I forget? What happens when I can’t recognize myself? the next morning comes

I struggle to get up
People are saying the same stuff
Life is still empty.
I am down again

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