What if a tree falls in the forest and no one hears it?
What if the universe cracks and no one feels it?
What if I’m the only one who can see the flame?
What if the fire in my house is just a mind game?
What if that cosmic feeling that something is wrong
Has really been an illusion all along?
What if the bad ones prospered and all the cheaters won?
What if I was forced to live a life I didn’t want?
What if the water poured in while I was lying around?
What if the next thing will put me in the ground?
Because It forms like droplets
It slides down from the heavens
To a people who are thoughtless
It might look like a weapon
It creeps and climbs
Sticks itself in places hard to find
Needle to the brain
Smiles in the pain
Hammer to the skull
Half-dead thoughts to cull
It fills your lungs and fills your throat
It weighs you down and makes you float
You choke, you wail, you scream, you cry
You sit in silence and watch it die
Doubt—it lingers
It festers and haunts
Snuff it out while you can
Before you are gone
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