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Why Should I Bother?
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Pain/Ilness Vain,
its all in vain-
this foolish hoping,
this grasping at straws.
Every damn time I see that
'brighter tomorrow'
I awake the next morning
to storminess and pelting hails.
Each damn time I hang on
for just awhile longer,
something else comes along
and swipes me off my precarious perch,
sending me tumbling further
into this darkness of my existance.
They can't cure me,
they offer no hope,
only more misery and pain
with each new plight.
Why should I waste any of this paltry
strength I may posess,
on pointless expectations?
Why do I bother clinging on to
a rope laced with slippery grime?
Its a fruitless desire-
to be well and whole ever again.
This is my lot, my predestination,
my fated decree
and I should just learn to accept it,
as is.
Why should I bother
expending energy I no longer have
on such an ineffectual and gainless attempt
at normalcy?
I should just learn to be compliant
and lie prone
while the beast inside
wreaks its merciless tribulation upon me.
