To Be Or Not To Be

To Be Or Not To Be short poem

Uploaded by Muskan Lamba

It’s nights like these
when I feel like
an irony living
within itself
radiating love
yet
feeling unloved.
It’s night like these
when I can’t recognize
what tomorrow holds
or recall
what yesterday held.
I feel
like an insect
crawling through
the leaf of life
threatened
that one would
step over me
knowingly
or unknowingly
and I will not
be able to handle
the weight
for too long.
It’s night like these
when I truly feel
the brokenness
raging within me,
questioning
whether to be
or not to be.
And I don’t know
when I’ll be whole again.
Or if
I will
be whole
again.

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