Threads Of Existence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Listlessly attempting to prolong a semblance of happiness,
holding onto frayed threads of existence and being.

Sensing dread from pits of hell, buried beneath debri,
desperately clawing and clutching at air with no stability.

Tangling amidst nightmares and dreams, life no longer
admires itself and falls from polluted skies.

Scanning horizons, searching for answers that will never
be exposed in our days.