Existential Crisis

Existential Crisis

A Poem by It's_Sky_lmao

Who are you?

I am you in their minds.

Who are they?

They are mere existences.

If they are existences, then what am I?

You are what you think you are.

Do I exist?

What do you think?

I don’t know.

Why not?

I don’t know, I don’t know!

Why don’t you know?

I DON’T KNOW!

If you don’t know that, then what do you know?

I know how I feel.

Are you happy?

What?

Are you happy?

Yes.

How do you know?

I just do.

Happiness isn’t real.

Yes it is!

You’re not happy.

YES I AM!

Happiness is just made up.

How do you know?

It’s just like your society.

What do you mean? Don’t avoid the question!

If you didn’t have boundaries, you could fly.

How so?

If the world was a vast emptiness, you could fly, but you would never really go anywhere. So society created the ground. Now you can’t fly, but you can go anywhere.

That makes no sense!

Why not?

It just doesn’t!

Just because you never experienced it doesn’t mean it doesn’t make sense.

Yes it does!

No,  you just feel insecure.

No I don’t!

Yes, that’s why society came up with the concept of the ground; security.

This is irrelevant!

Why do you say that?

It doesn’t concern me.

Then what does?

The world.

Why?

Because I live there.

But do you really live?

Yes.

Then do you exist?

I am an existence.

What of the world concerns your existence?

Anything that threatens it.

Does war concern you?

Does it threaten my existence?

Yes.

Then it concerns me.

Why does the world have wars?

Because they fight.

Do you fight?

Yes.

Why do you fight?

Because I have to.

Do you?

Yes.

Or is it another reason?

I have to!

Maybe because it makes you feel better?

NO!

Is it because you’ll get praised?

NO!

Then why?

I already told you, because I have to!

That’s not true.

SHUT UP!

It’s not true.

SHUT UP! SHUT UP!

You could stop fighting.

No I couldn’t.

Why?

I have to fight, I have to!

Not if you change reality.

How do I do that?

Erase your existence.

Erase my existence?

Yes, disappear from this reality.

How?

If you wish it to happen, it will.

I wish to disappear?

Yes.

How?

Just say it.

I want to disappear!

Are you sure?

Why wouldn’t I be?

You’d no longer be an existence.

What would I become?

Nothing. You wouldn’t exist.

I don’t want to exist!

Why?

I can’t do anything right!

What is right?

I don’t know anymore!

Then what do you want?

I want to disappear!

Okay.

Okay, that’s all?

Yes, you will cease to exist shortly.

Hurry up and erase my presence!

Goodbye.

Goodbye, existence. I’ll never return.

© 2015 It's_Sky_lmao


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