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Struggle is a juggle when you lose sight of what you are seeking Struggle is a juggle when hearts are pounding Struggle is a juggle when the carts are leaving Struggle is a juggle when you really don't know why things are happening It's like you did something real wrong Or you plucked the wrong string in your guitar and picked the wrong song Struggle is a juggle when you cry and someone asks why you don't try Struggle is a juggle when you look at everyone else and find them smiling Struggle is a juggle when you are alone It's like you are always finding an excuse to be all by yourself Or you talk to people who are not even there but you desperately just want them Struggle is a boat that sinks  Struggle is a fart that stinks Struggle is a tornado with no one but a broken tree that survived Struggle is a wave that doesn't wait for shells to just float on the surface Struggle is the pen that leaks ink Struggle is the den that is darker than minds can think Struggle is ...

Don't Worry, I am Fine







Don't worry
I am fine
Yes it hurts
but yet I sit and dine
Yes sometimes 
tears come out of
nowhere...
but it gets too heavy to share
Yes I see
a lot of memories
gushing through
ripping my gut
yet I sit and stare
Don't worry
I will be fine
don't ask questions 
that make me hurt even more
not sure how we measure
humanity score
people started talking
about politics and tour
while I was still
fresh out of cold shower
that just pour underneath 
Don't worry
get in line
this time the turn
is mine
the aftermath isn't 
quite over
there is a path of
loneliness to endeavor
My eyes 
still searching
my head 
still itching
about the loss
that has no cover
Don't worry
this too shall pass
then I will be
all chirpy pointless
smiling lass
because sadness
is left alone
while people
choose dancing
awkwardly in 
a wedding zone
I was told
the life that remains
needs to be celebrated
but what about
the life that 
just got cremated
ashes don't just melt
in thin air
it needs to be felt
hypothetically smeared to be fair
Don't worry 
I am fine
What's unfair
is human by design
undermining numbnesss
outcasting kindness
What's unfair
is the dark thoughts
that clots to dare
to ruin someone
and sheepishly smile
Don't worry
I will be fine
yes it will hurt
everyday
as I stay 
as I look around
as with death
the only reality is
you will never find
what's lost 
you will always mind
that's missing
being bitter 
than the most




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