you are blessed with a curse.
to nurse unbridled anxiety.
living with a purpose to purposefully exist out of tune.
You're a fading flute furiously flowing with harmony.
trampled with immortal life.
To forever see the earth rise and fall, fall and rise.

This part makes me contemplate the meaning of life. nice work, friend!

By the give me feedback at my latest poetry if you have time. Thanks, @josediccus