Abstruse

When time takes a vacation
Sitting alone with thoughts
Frowning at the present
For it's all too abstruse
Wish you weren't alone
Suffering through privelege
Don't want to be solipsistic
But that's just another thing
To wrestle, to comprehend
Reaching for fortitude
Because you can't hold on
Even though they tell you
Nothing is impossible
Another thing to ponder
Just one more clandestine
Wonder of the so-called
Lucky ones who should
Enjoy their impeccable life
The present inevitably
Washed away with lightning
And thunder so abstruse
Surrender to the storm
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elise.writer

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