Love is Lonely

Step By Step

Step By Step
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All my time

Today, tomorrow and days after

For a solution

For an absolution

From this pain.

Why is everything

Not working?

Why do I feel like sleeping

In the middle of the day,

Every day?

Why is everything insurmountable?

When did life become so uncomfortable?

Every step

A belabored step.

Maybe

I will just be,

And meditate

Between my steps.