You find me here, right where I said I was going to be waiting for you, I’m blind to this world are you looking for me?
I cannot see, there’s too much to tempt a simple humble heart, knowing I was born pure in this life in the start.
Reflecting on everything that transpired how did I acquire this lust for pleasuring all my senses. To the point where it becomes senseless.
In my great work I’m more than relentless in not rebelling against this but accepting and rising above.
No tears needed, no need for fake smiles, weak handshakes, false hugs, and untrue love.
Love? What is this emotion that keeps my mind going. Back and forth in constant circles. Up and down like facing constant hurdles.
To be free is what is ment for me. So close to me but somehow I’ve pushed it away. Someday one day maybe I’ll be able to say, ” I’m free, finally free of me this me”
This me that I am not. This me that wants I to rot. This me that wants I to die so he may have full dominion over this body.
I Am strong. I Am perseverance. I aim with focus to rid myself of the me so life I may truly experience.