What Happens?

When you hold your breath

waiting for “life” to begin?

To dreams when you let them

fade with past years?

When you have to fight

to be present every day,

to escape the figment of

future that keeps

scratching against

your inner ear?

When the voices of all

those closest to you

get too loud,

like a fanatic crowd?

When fear, mistrust,

stress & anxiety

make you run away

from the life you profess

to be working so hard for.

When you just want

a moment of quietude,

but can’t stand silence.

When all you want to do is lay around,

but you can’t endure to be still any longer.

When you are desperately

trying to get over

childish hang ups,

selfish wants,

yourself.

When the thought of asking

for help is appalling,

demeaning,

and necessary.

What happens when you get tired

of being asked,

and of asking the

what?

where?

why?

who?

how?

and

when?

of your life.

When you just want

answers

but can’t stand to ask

questions.

What happens?

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