Pessimism Syndrome Poem by Bruno A. Okall

Pessimism Syndrome



Deep darkness abound,
Shrouding the fountain of the oasis.
I reacheth for my candle,
Last of my stuck,
Winds willowed it 'way!

Its dawn,
The sun shines
Just to brighten a massive mountain
Looming ahead of me.
Life is but an empty dream!

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