Painful pleasures

Human kind.

All the same, but sometimes so far behind

I can't help but think about how

We are all afraid to be alone and don't allow

silence in our lives to guide the way

Taking things seriously, yet taking time to play

We kind of think, act, and fear the same

And in being sad or happy, we have a feeling of shame.

If not for a moment, the guilt creates our life,

Our next steps while trying to survive

Surviving this world's challenges together

By doing what we are doing and forgetting painful pleasures

Humand kind.

Something feels wrong with leaving the same behind.

starting to change instead of survive

I think I would like myself and others better if we loved life.

Rather love by doing nothing instead of overextending

Feeling happiness without doing or pretending