Meaningless, ordinary, mundane…

Posted in Mini Poetry, Self-talk by

I’m not lonely, unloved, or sad

I’m my own companion

I harbor failed aspirations

I dream unfulfilled dreams

I love and I am loved.

A fleeting Journey

Two diverged destinations

I’m alive but not kicking

I’m searching the meaning of a meaningless life

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