Living
The Art of Living is dying knowing
that you’ve truly lived.
People look for answers from “so called” Sages,
only to have them destroy their lives.
Seeking guidance from those who can’t control
their own lives, they wallow in disappointment
And agony only to perpetuate the circle of lies.
As for me, I stand alone just looking for
company, but Love’s arrow often times leaves me wounded.
I hate myself for falling in love and only suffering
pain; you would think that I’d learn from
These mistakes, but I strive to find happiness
anyway.
The affliction of the fool is the desire of
the wise.
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