Wonder

A mild cold wind slides through my chest cavity

Gravity takes its course in the distribution of madness and insanity to the base of my understanding but deep down all I need is a sense of clarity 

The air I breath, 

Telling me that am alive

Convincing my inner self to be consistent with this righteous drive

But upon a count up to five;

I realize just how much I have to strive.

Little do I know just how much energy I should use

A little spark in this fuse of confusion gets me scared with the disconnection to reality which may be induced

The depth of my sorrows about tomorrow makes me regret today about what I did yesterday 

Cant life get any fair

Maybe I just need a little stare at the one thing that makes me happy in my times of despair 

Where?

Where is this notion of uncertainty coming from? 

Things aren't adding up

Could this situation lead to my inevitable downfall 

Despite every single sweat at the effort of moving forward 

I still find myself being Doubtful 

My unawareness takes control and makes everything look really Harder

And so the gravity of my problems sinks me under

Despite being Alive 

The validity of my existence Always keeps me in a wonder.