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An Existential Quandary

I’m embarrassed to admit

this fear that something’s missing

Since all the time I’ve spent

remembering who isn’t

Remembering me now

I’m stuck here in the present

Which presently is null

and void of all discretion

Like looking towards tomorrow when

tomorrow never comes

Or existing at a party and

avoiding everyone

It’s like staring into nowhere

just wanting to be

Anywhere but somewhere

with anyone but me

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