Living Purposeless

I remember when I thought your way was the best way. 

Dreams hidden deep inside.

Lost to the reason of my existence.

Instead metamorphosing into a stranger.

A stranger living inside me.

A stranger marrying a stranger.

A stranger raising strange kids.

Doing strange things thinking it was the way.

A stranger losing purpose of life in the illusion of the American dream.

White picket fence and college degree delusions of happiness but strange emptiness instead. 

Reason of existence muffled by the world of look-a-likes and act-a-likes. 

“I remember when I thought your way was the best way.”

© 2016 All words & images by Tanya Graham unless otherwise noted.