EverydayA Poem by ApatheiaOpen your eyes, breathe in. Another day begins. Thoughts crowd your mind as you awake. "How much more of this can I take?" Every day seems to be the same. People around you are just faceless no names. It doesn't matter and I neither to you. So why even try what's expected to do? Someday you'll simply cease to exist. So tell me, what's the point in all of this? "I'm told that God has a plan for me." If only it was one that was easier seen. You're just another heart destined for disaster, Always wishing that everything could be redeemed and remastered. Death is the reality, and its approaching faster.
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