children of the unworthy self


unceremoniously gone in a moment

we settle with hope as our start in life

and birthed behind the windows of no offence

she confessed her doubts aloud to him

in grave undertones and unsmiling remarks

that muttered the disturbingly insignificant

daily facts and statistics of wealth and happiness

far beyond the realm of the tangible

and into a peculiar

everlasting discontentment

with the human soul.

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