The Question

Have you answered the question?

The one that wakes you at night
Replete with unnamed fright
The one you avoid with the internet and TV
Drown it out with lovers and ice cream
Keeping you paralyzed by anxiety
Turning joyful moments to hollow sobriety
An answer that leaves gods in horror
Eviscerating as the question devours
It’s brooding silhouette waiting at 3 AM
Sleepless nights fill you with dread
A glance in the mirror to face it at last
Your eyes tear and breathless you ask

“Am I enough?”

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