Losing touch with the
Complimentary life
We perpetuate the infinite
Chain of pain
Feeding the machine with
Comforting lies

Doubly bound at birth
We take fake solace in
Futility
Nursing our delusions on the
Cancers of
Self-pity and
Fear

Indiscriminately succumbing to
Our own exaggerations
We never would have guessed
That the way out was
Also the way in

As we began to discover
The path to Truth
The mysterious terrain
Necessitated an
Uncomfortable acceptance of
Our inevitable insecurities
and
In the End
Letting go was not a choice