Maybe My Story

This
                  human
                                    world.

This
                  story
                                    run
                                                      amok.

This confusion,
this heartbreak,
this anguish
                  for a terminal diagnosis.

Consciousness wasted
                  on empty stories,
                  fever dreams,
                  endlessly scrolling
into a digital abyss.

You,
                  you at the top,
did you hear the penny drop?

Maybe my story is sadness.
Maybe my story is longing.
Maybe my story is hoping,
                  praying we will all awaken
and imagine the world anew.

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This poem was written on October 30, 2025.