A Story of Life

I see the page but cannot read the words,

No longer are images flying through my mind,

There is no desire to become lost in a world between the lines,

Constantly my concentration is disturbed,

Will I ever reach the end?

There used to be a life laid out ahead of me,

Now I worry if this book will be the death of me,

Scared that no one will accept me,

Could me and someone ever find unity?

Will I ever reach the end?

Cover to cover sometimes is too much for some,

I understand more than most,

Wondering if happiness will ever come,

Eyes scorched by a heatless sun,

Will I ever reach the end?

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