Reasoning by Alyssa Abell

My life has been vile, vicious even.
I hated it, myself.
I've been clean awhile,
I always come crashing down.

Why should I hold back,
for hope, I bare my scars.
Taking timid steps,
I might mend.

I still don't know, quite unsure,
Am I Alice or The Hatter?

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The Reason

by Stevie Smith

My life is vile

I hate it so

I’ll wait awhile

And then I’ll go.

Why wait at all?

Hope springs alive,

Good may befall

I yet may thrive.

It is because I can’t make up my mind

If God is good, impotent or unkind.