what was the point of today?
was it to suffer?
was it to live?
was it to learn how to love?
did I only live this day just to fall apart?
why can't I see the art of joy?
my heart is drowning
my head is pounding
the point of my existence simply confounding
what was the point of today?
was it to face that I will never be okay?
©martinaeve
M