Life is what it is

From the womb

We have no promise of happiness

From the womb

We have no promise of wealth

From the womb

We have no promise of long life

From the womb

We are what we are

We take and give and receive what

We didn’t want

Life is what it is

It sucks

But then

Is there really anything else

A dank

Dreary

Damp

Late fall day

It bothers

Me more

As I get older

Then it once did

But all of the pain

Is not

Simply

Physical

I struggle

With a pain

That

Seeks to overwhelm me

It won’t

Been there

Survived

That

But

This time

Still need

To overcome

I will not do that again

I will never ask again

It’s your loss not mine

Your mistake

Not mine

If you fail to see that

Then your fault

Not mine

But I forgive

I tried to re-connect

And you acted like the error

Was all mine

Okay

I accept the fault

Even if I know the fault is

Yours

I will walk away

With no regrets

But it is your loss

Not mine

I sit here

Waiting

Waiting for the

Purpose of why

I’m here

Why I exist

To reveal

Itself

But I fear that

It has

Come and gone

And I failed to

Recognize

The

Event