by Olya Kobruseva 
from Pexels

I only

Nourish myself

To be


I draw pictures
Write words
Sing songs

The crying has stopped
No peace though

I am not entirely sure why I’m here
I have come to understand
That that is of no consequence
You can’t argue with life
You tell yourself

You can’t always question
What it is you are
Again & Again

You can’t always wonder
About being
Again & Again & Again

You left me there
I couldn’t have made a place in that hole anyway

You said you were not of this world perhaps
& perhaps that’s true

I think it’s escapism

We all need it

© Niliema Karkhanis

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