Looking For Reason
Last night, tried to answer me.
Why, is life so tragic?
Upon waking.
All I felt, was tired.
All discussions, forgotten.
The key, is not easy to maintain.
With a complex mind, operating.
Nothing is untouched.
I'm like the tide.
That runs.
In and out of happiness.
For the most part, I'm present.
Unharmed, by recent events.
But if I wonder, alone.
All I find is regret.
What I should have done better.
In death, he is absolved.
And my responsibility, grows.
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