There is a stumble,

an attempt

a scrutiny

a desire to sleep.

Living a life

seems sometime


lost inside an avenue

of acceptability.

We endure pain,

a need to expose

ourselves to what is that

deep insidious fear.

Living a life

seems a destiny

exists to move beyond

what it is,

what screams at us

inside our illusion

of safety and promise.

Living a life

without any strife

seems too easy to imagine,

when seeking an outlet,

some saving Grace,

some beauty in life.

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