What Does Life Expect From Me?

A prose poem about hearing life’s whispers.

Photo by Ahmad Odeh on Unsplash

Life shrugs her shoulders when I ask her what is the point of being alive. She is ever-present when my heart is bursting with love and fades away when I give in to feeling that I am not good enough. The creator of the radical honesty movement, she does not pretend to be turned off by the contraction of my fears. Yet, she never vanishes…