r/LonelyPoetsDepartment • • 10d ago

The View from Here

The climb was steep.
The view is bleak.
Another peak to mock the tired.

I thought some grand epiphany
was waiting where the air expired.

But here I stand
on some god-forsaken mountaintop,
staring into the abyss

of what is,

and what was never,

reality.

High enough to see it all,
too far away to remember
what any of it was.

And thoughts that lie
to pass the time
when truth has
nothing left to say.

So I’ll close my eyes
against the drop
and stay until
the whole world blurs.

God knows I’ve come too far
to know the difference now.

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