Absurdity is my routine

Frustration and fear my borders

I lay in the bottom of a well so deep no light is seen

I strap myself to a falling rock instead of standing

I am not a coward but am acting like one

I am not broken yet I curl myself in the corner of confusion

I know the light, I have felt its warmth and swam in its many colors

Why am I doing this?

least resistance

the easy way that is so hard

shoeless in the street of shattered glass of the mirrors of hope

I don’t need to be this way, I am capable and deserving of the best

I need not the scraps thrown to the dogs of desire

I need no revenge, I will forgive myself and all others

I must smile and laugh and enjoy and reflect the inner light

I must soar in the music of life and float in the sun of knowledge

Forget the pain the past, the worry, the shame, the burden, the sorrow

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