Existential Sh*t

Is there a point where we belong,
A plan that’s somehow writ,
Where joy alone meets happiness,
And darkened caves are lit,
Where effort brings reward,
And all the pieces start to fit,
Or is this life we’re living,
Just some existential sh*t.

Is falling down the rabbit hole,
A means to summon grit,
Where struggle meets tenacity,
And urges fight to quit,
By validating suffering,
From feelings we admit,
Or is this life we’re chasing,
Just some existential sh*t.

Is rumination of the past,
A waste of space and spit,
Where anger rages endlessly,
Comedic in its skit,
A parody of future spawned,
And present we omit,
Or is this life we’re fighting,
Just some existential sh*t.

Is chasing new horizons now,
The way to stay legit,
A mountain path, a forest trail,
Both places to commit,
Where mind and body move as one,
And troubles start to split,
Or is this life we’re running,
Just some existential sh*t.

© The Complicated Bunny – 16 Sep 2022

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