6 May, 2009

From the East Coast

New

I’m playing a game
Frantic unreality
Ignoring the pain
Wanting to feel good
My way all the time
Realizing a truth?
Joy is fleeting
All is suffering
Realizing
Stop chasing.
Contentment is in the now…
I’m insane
I’m so selfish
And I ignore it
Maybe someday
A second truth will come to me
The truth I crave so… The End

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