Life Is Angry At Me Poem by Patti Masterman

Life is angry at me
For assuming this was just a dress rehearsal
Down here, and for continually intoning to myself
That in my other life, I'll get it together,
Go for my dreams, build a better body.

Life wants me to know
This is it; my only chance
Till I'm one again with the soil, water and air.

Life wonders
Where I got my strange ideas;
Why do I go on living in my mind, every single day;
Why doesn't reality fulfill me,
Just what am I waiting for?

I would have to answer, I don't know
Though I think I would know it, if I found it;
I've been looking everywhere, for so long now.

For even in the deep black nucleus, of my own eye
I only find questions-
There are never any answers.