when you think too much.

when you can't shut your shitty brain off.

when you sit there,

alone.

staring at the wall

waiting

waiting

for another life to overwhelm your mind.

a word-

it fills the vast expanse of your thoughts.

it reverberates across all possible existences to ponder.

w h y.

not a question, 

nor an answer.

a mere string of letters

w h y.

that-

my 'friend'-

is the hardest statement to answer.

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I thought I was past the existential crisis stage, but ig not lol