Here Or Not Poem by Lex Cullen

Am I here or not
For what I have thought
Will not be forgot
A feeling of perspective
Round a bouts of introspective
A gift and a curse
Normally seen very perverse
However it's like walking on coals
Something I can't avoid, it just pulls

Am I here or not
Is there more time to be bought
For that there's so much to be taken into
Even if it's beyond foreign
And then my voices
Help make my choices

Am I here of not
Why can't I be understood on the dot
Love could be a flicker in the dark
A ship one shouldn't embark
For that I'm truly never here
My thoughts, you'd find too severe