tiny moments

sad fact is

none of us chose to be here. nothing. no one will appear that isn't destined to disappear

destined to disappear

do your best accept the situation

trouble is trouble hates jubilation

pressured with the task of finding my purpose

answers elude me. gaining distance

no one wants to drown

but i have been treading water for a lifetime

keeping my chin dry while the waves climb

looking up just long enough to see sunset

in those tiny moments

when i'm letting go

fully acknowledging

that i am knowledge-less

the human event

ongoing rhythm of life

one more day

i must last

pushing past

just to be

convinced that

it's okay

i'm afraid

i'm still drowning

beauty mind sight and grace

wading a shallow pool soon a shallow grave

no wonder everyone is miserable

left missing so much because i think i know

the stage is set you get what you get

no wonder everyone is miserable