Today, I sat down to write a poem but I couldn't. I felt zero energy. I felt like giving up so I just wrote what I was feeling instead.
Sometimes I ask myself what is the purpose of all of us being here? Is it loading our pockets with money? Is it begging the algorithm until it sees us?
But what’s the point of it when humanity shrinks down each passing day?
It’s a fast-paced world we live in. We don't have the time to slow down.
Nobody has the time to check up on you. Nobody has the time to see you. Nobody will even save you so you better save your screams.
It’s a harsh reality but this is the reality we live in.
[poetry, existential crisis, short story]
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