patience

ive spent my time
in lots of poverty
in order to see
the things i wanted to see
in order to be
the places i wanted to be
nearness to other
powerful individuals
my top priority
but the realm of the trivial
distracts many
away from me
i no longer blame
anyone
i no longer want to
scream
i watch the tides
quietly
i no longer want to
die
these are my choices
this is my life

the hypothesis
my experience
and existence
rests on
has yet to show itself
to me
but i continue to breathe
i can see it
in my mind
hence i continue
to live
whether or not
it exists
im growing more and more
patient.