When I saw life killing me,
A thought crossed my head,
My life's last thought:
I had spent my whole life chasing horizons,
Horizons I could never touch.
Apparently,
the whole world had lied to me so far,
on the question of pursuit of happiness.
Happiness was no pursuit,
I said to myself.
I looked at the black roof
From my death bed.
The world had lied to me.
The darkness engulfed me,
lies and lies and lies and lies!
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Chasing Horizons
PoetryWhen I saw life killing me, A thought crossed my head: I had spent my entire life chasing horizons. Horizons which I could never touch.
