I found an old journal/notebook thing from around this time last year. Needless to say it was interesting to go back and remember everything from that part of the year which was an interesting one. It's strange to see how my thinking has grown and how many statements remain true. Anyway there were a few poems in there I thought I'd share.
The Labyrinth
What a beautiful think it is,
for it frees us from our pain.
A pain that always remains.
Each day we gain yet refrain,
from finding out who we are.
We live a lie until we die
Unless we find our way out,
Out of this Labyrinth of Suffering.
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