What are we?A Poem by ThisismythearpyAnother nihilism/ meaning of life type things. I've been getting existential at night lately. This is the result.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
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Added on July 19, 2017 Last Updated on July 19, 2017 Tags: nihilism, existential crisis, life AuthorThisismythearpyKingston, TNAboutHello, 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..Writing
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