Lost the Path.

Would that, the world could just let me be

Stop forcing me to react, making demands of me

Would that, I could truly live my philosophy

Be free, or at least friendly with the shadowy parts of me

Could put aside my nagging mind, my bragging ego

Throw away the childhood traumas, societal warps and let it go

Could be the peace filled man I ought to be

Stop manifesting the meaner parts of me

My cutting tongue my sharpened words and phrases

Seeing all the faults not remembering to be humble and give praises

Lost sight of helping fellow weary travellers immersed in my own sickness

I am sorry, I seek the way back to the path, I submit, please other alms and forgiveness.