Veritas Mea

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A simple view against the voice of pessimism.

Submitted: August 23, 2012

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Submitted: August 23, 2012

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What is this absence of inner self.
What is a void who knows no hunger.
Why does it go on to be?
Because I continue to breath
What is your hand for?
Not to reach, only hurt.
Indulging in sweets of hate.
What is your heart for?
To obtain perspective of a loss.
To feel tragic remorse for so much sin.
Why are you here?
Why am I…
May I? No, I must leave.
Why do you exist?
Because I had no choice.
I was placed here without request.
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That is only an excuse.
Why is this so?
Because it is how you choose to look at it
And therefore, it is so.
This is the reality you have chosen
But that does not make it the reality of all.
How can I change my reality?
Lift it high, and look through it to the sky.
You will find it has become much brighter
Than when you were looking down to the earth.
 


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