When the happiest days
fail to brew any form of happiness,
that soulful and poised state of mind
That you’ve been in search of,
Your entire life.
And a feeling within
that echoes something suspicious, a sense of distress,
wanting to be rescued.
While your subconscious self
fights a battle,
despite knowing its nothing but
indeed a dreadful lost battle
A pursuit to find
Hope, answers, a remedy
to soothe the wound, a scar
that sombody, somewhere
at some point, left behind
as a token of gratification
or even dissatisfication
A question that still remains
Unanswered.
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