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“I Spoke to **Life** last night…I asked him”,

~Life is this all you have to offer me? False sense of happiness and _vitality Security_. I could lose Anyone at Anytime.  
~You offer me Crooked, Cruel, and Cold Shoulder wielding human beings with No Target insight but “Self”.  
~You offer me Malign Spouses who Deceive to no days end, and yet Glee and Content displayed in their disposition, whilst I showcase a grimace.  
~You offer me Dreams. Although not dreams that breed success, my mind is beginning to belief you offer me mere Mirages in my head.  
~Thoughts that strive to cause my strive, But for I to Never Palpate.  
~A **Limitless Ladder** to which I Ascend until I **Ultimately** _Ascend_, or _Descend_.  
~Why should I allow my body to climb?  
~You offer me _Kinship_ with no purpose. No man in **My Ladder** has assisted my existence.  
~Why allow them to think so? Why such trickery? Why such treachery?  
~You offer me Fellowship with no Cause Nor Effect. I would have come this far with none by my side. Words of others do not Faze me. It’s about action.  
~Why do you allow such people to attach to my belonging. (Tear) To only break, destroy, mangle, and bind with my Emotional plane.  
~I wish to say {**Farewell**}, though you attempt to make it hard. I fear as though I will never be able to say {**Goodbye**} to this until I bid thee farewell.  
~Life, if this is what you offer me, in “_Your Prime_“, then I wish to depart from you. I do not with to take part in this Eternal Event any longer.  
~Though I wonder, if what heaven can offer me is better then what you throw in my direction.  
~As a Youth, I built Excitement around the thought of me reaching this Time in Space.  
To be disappointed to this Magnitude… how it hurts My Heart so. (Tear).  
~Is it possible to be excited about Heaven itself and become disappointed and hurt as well?  
~In the end I imagine that to be the Grandest of Pain…  
_~Should I excuse myself?_  
_~Should I excite myself?_  
~This I don’t know.  
~I sense that there is something that **You’re not telling me**.  
~However let this be known,  
~(Tear)  
~”**I cease to want to know anymore**_._“  
–_Dear Life_

\-Jovonni


An original poem framed as a one-sided conversation addressed to Life.

"An Hour Before The Knife" Poem