Just Living

I don’t know what kept me

alive all this time.

Of all the heartbreak, agony, anger,

and the tears I’ve shed

I don’t know why I’m still alive

Hope?

Faith?

Maybe it’s just survival instinct

So I can live

with or without shame

While being a bystander

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