The flavors of life
Sweet delusions served their purpose-
Kept myself afloat and living.
Now I’m captive by a circus
Of salty-bitter-sour being.
Sweet was happy but a lie,
Mushrooms. let myself to cry,
Bringing salty to endure .
Salty sadness of regrets,
Past mistakes and poor decisions,
Salty fears of daily threats-
Failures, loneliness, collisions.
Bitter anger at the world
Simply for its own existence,
Conscious living is absurd.
What’s the path of least resistance?
Sour, omnipresent, nagging
Pain of searching my own Truth…
Trust is crucial, but it’s lagging,
Wanting back my sweet old youth.
Spicy future of excitement ,
Passion, love, connection, joy.
Satisfaction through enlightenment …
Hate the process and the ploy.