A TINY BIT OF NIHILISM TO SPICE MY MELANCHOLY

You, my dear, need to accept the possibility of failure
That the world may never turn around to reward you
In that knowledge, have contentment
And find serenity in the chaos that is life

You should accept that
You may never find undying love
Or wealth or fame
And that it is okay to not find a great purpose for your existence
And loss is the only bane of longevity

You may have to acknowledge
The futility of humans aiming at world peace
Hunger may never end
Find stillness in the certainty of storms
Pain is a pill we all must swallow

Accept that life is a paradox
Touch beauty in the midst of ugly
Your heart is a vessel on the high sea
Troubles and miracles are siblings of fate
Life is Jumanji, learn your script early