Cost Of Living

Somewhere in between the brightest most beautiful place and  the most darkest grimest place is where I resign. No smile no frown. Down with no thoughts of tomorrow or now just left with the constant tick-tok from the clock I stare at. As I watch my time diminish my body becomes numb to all feelings and my mouth tasteless to the dissatisfaction of my life. As I am left with only seconds a uncontrollable moisture falls from my face as my mind begins to retract all memories or happiness, hatred and sorrow. Now asking my self was it worth living? Did I complete my life task?.what started as droplets turns into a puddle. I now realize all was for nothing never doing right and as that last thought crosses my mind so too did that last beat of my heart now lies I a lifeless failure with a smile the same smile that followed throughout all my years is the same that I end my last.
 

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