happiness is a lie
and its pursuit, a gross waste of time

there is nothing but strife
in life, a bending & breaking of will

or for some, resolve is strengthened
but it all leads to the same end

the only true freedom
the only true happiness is
the separation of oneself
from the damnation that
is mere mortality

pain is the constant

suffering is the center of
the universe, the thing
that keeps the cosmos together

it is our instinct to think
there is relief,
that there has to be and end
to grief, self-loathing, lacerations
and deep wounding

but we are subject to an impartial pain
in the end that's all we've ever had

our name and the thing that killed us
slowly, quickly or otherwise

at this pont there is only one
salvation, one true complete separation

maybe it
will be
the one
thing I
finally
can do
correctly