Ephermal HappinessMature

I wish dreams were real,
or drunken happiness constant
or satiated desire endless
but these are ephermal
while pain stays and never stops,
for who or what is there to stop it?
how can we help others
when we cannot even help ourselves?
Instead, rotting our brains,
or joining in the causing,
we numb ourselves
to the burden of pain.

The End

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