The Point of it All

I remember

I remember now

But

Yesterday

Fades.

Why remember

Why remember

Anything

That hurts.

Time

The passing of time

Inexorable ticking of the clock

Movement

Marking my life.

Reflecting

No mirror required

To see each failure

Each moment

When life

Felt empty.

Too many

Far too many

That crushing sense

Of waste.

What is meaning ?

The meaning

Of my life

When all I see

Is nothing.

I remember

I remember now

This time

Because it’s yet

To go wrong.

Soon

It too

Will fade

An inconsequential life

Pointless existence

To be

Forgotten.

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