What are we?

What are we?

A Poem by Thisismythearpy
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Another nihilism/ meaning of life type things. I've been getting existential at night lately. This is the result.

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Looking the world in the eye
Simply wondering why

We even exist 

There is so much suffering on this planet
An eternal flame of hurt
And we continue to fan it

 We live to simply just to die
However we continue to strive

For greatness

We will never know why we are actually here
To some that is comfort 
To others it is fear

Accept what is unknown
Understand that not all answers will be shown 

To the simple race of men 

© 2017 Thisismythearpy


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Added on July 19, 2017
Last Updated on July 19, 2017
Tags: nihilism, existential crisis, life

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Thisismythearpy
Thisismythearpy

Kingston, TN



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Hello, my name is Chris. I just post the stuff I wrote in my notebook when I ran away home a little while ago when trying to run away from depression, ptsd, and what all caused it all. I'm dead inside.. more..

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