I was lost in complication,
Ignited by a flawed society.
Always trying to solve a puzzle,
A problem that I couldn’t figure out.
Getting angry over my own enigma,
And losing my sanity with each effort.
The jigsaw needed a new approach,
Or else the mystery would defeat me.
Change needs to start from scratch,
So I ripped every part out of place.
Now entering each piece with caution,
And using a very righteous method.
My riddle may never be resolved,
But if I pursue my quest with dignity,
I will live a very happy life.
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Author:
Survivor48 (
Offline) - Published: July 1st, 2016 05:02
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments3
thanks for sharing, deep and relatable.
Fabulous .
your swimming in the river of truth here. good work. ww
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