Existence

Do I exist? or Do I not?
Wounded, & what I have got?

Am I the existence? or I exist in it?
Do anything exist, beyond it?

When I look into it, it look into me
As surprised, as questioned, as me

Finding a way, a loop to exit
With doubt in mind, do exit exist?

Did someone created it? But why?
Must be ashamed of it or feeling shy

Existence exist? or just an illusion
Struggling with thyself, to unveil confusion

To differentiate it, from the non
Is it possible? or just a con?

No more want to be a part of it
Although I know, I am trapped in it

Feels suffocated, by its surrounding
Even my soul, is tired of pounding

– Harsh Acharya