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Absurdity

A boy fell in a deep well.
Wanted to climb back,
but slipped every time.

Thus he unwittingly made it his home

Wallowing in despair.
Composing plans to resurface.
Each and every iteration,
Is but a failure.

Stress and anxiety takes its toll.
Am I just not motivated enough?
Am I just not desperate enough?

As always.
Useless and helpless.

As time ebbs and flows,
his will weakens.
He will break soon enough.
A life of a tragic failure.

Hence, insanity kicks in.
Saying life has no meaning
to provide a sense of comfort.
Even so, the mind still races.
Albeit twisted.

What if I fill this place with my tears?
Will I float and reach the surface?
Everything goes blank.

On the green pastures.
Under the gentle ray of the sun.
A body was found.
Soaked and bereft of heat.
With a drop of water
trailing down his cheeks,
and a peaceful countenance.

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