Anonymous said:

You still alive?


I honestly ask myself this same question every morning when I look into the mirror. And most times I curse the fact that I have to answer with a yes.


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Nothingness

 

Exactly what am I?

What defines what a man is?

 

Is it the sum of all my successes?

            If so, then there is not much to show except that I am not dead.

            What success do I have to define me?

 

 

Is it the collective value of my friends?

            If so, than what I am is fairly little.

            Most of my “friends” are smart enough to distance themselves from me.

            Before I ruin them too…

 

 

Is it their overall mental state?

            If so, I am fucked.

            My mind is so fragmented, I am not sure if anything can save it.

            So lost, not sure what is left to be found.

 

Is it the use and value I am to those I love the most?

            If so, then that is another blank slate.

            What good do I do in anyone’s life?

            Who really needs me?

            Who would miss me if I was gone.

 

The answer is simple.

 

What defines me is not one of these things.

 

It is all of these things.

 

Which tells me I am exactly what I have always known…

 

Nothing…