Enlightened



 



The chilling pain



dropping down my spine



tangles my breath



I must not lose consciousness!



 



I am aware of this melancholic despair



It has gotten me wounded



like a suffocated breath



stuck between the flesh and the spirit!



 



In the now that I dwell



I regret the past not



, long for future neither



I am sure wherever It be



I must be high on life



 



Be glory on you, darkness



hail sorrows, and hurt



thank you for walking along



the path towards enlightenment.

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