When I came to be.
The moment,
I became a conscious entity.
I knew,
I'd forever be weak.
Forever be,
a being,
tethered to nothing.
That,
this moment,
be it a second,
a year.
This moment,
would cease to be.
Cease,
to be that which eyes see,
that which,
ears hear.
Because of such,
Im forever absent the ability to,
care.
To want,
or need.
To see,
oneself as anything,
externally.
I can only,
be.
Be,
this mind,
which constantly seeks.
Be,
this body,
which moves intently.
Be,
this second,
till I return,
to nothing...
©yungb123
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