Fruitless

Sometimes
it’s ok to be cliche
live, love & light
do the best you can
& be a nice person
but most days it’s either
not enough
or it is simply unobtainable

stay above water
provide food & shelter
life, love & light
yet I’m still running from something
got it all
of course it’s not enough

I’m being pulled in one direction
& I push
a door opens & I’m afraid
to look inside
the answer is in plain sight
but I’m still asking questions

oarless, treading puddles in this
backwards way of life
& that’s not fine
yes we are afloat
but we are dead inside & bloated
destined to complain
so bullheaded resolute, so fruitless
so effortless & fallen by the wayside

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