Which Do You Choose?

I can sit here and suffer.

You can sit by me and laugh.

I can drown in this endless pool of questions,

While you offer a mere pittance of help.

I am alone,

and that’s how it will stay.

I know it’s not true,

but you know I believe it.

What can I do,

When nothing is true,

When nothing is real?

I can ignore it and sleep.


I can wake up from my sorrow,

my affliction,

and face this obstacle called reality.

Which do you choose?

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