Is love a bitter medicine

Or an elixir

To be eternal

I know not



Is affection

A means for peace

Or method for affliction

I know not



Can filial love

Wound beyond redemption

To decidedly ****

Its origin

I know not



Would a lifelong companion

Needlessly poison a partner

To incessantly rob him

I know not

But it did happen



So what is life after all

Why were we born

Why do lives end

And from then on

Where do we go

I know not



Existentialism

Is now my first name

And its unending mysterious misery

The identity



My death was confirmed

The moment I was born



I am merely levitating



Towards the inevitable end



To turn that eventuality



Into another adventure