Enlightened

Do I stay? Do I run? Like I’ve always done? Who do I run from now? When my heart and my head are still always there, following close behind.

 One more friend.
One more tale of woe.
One more enemy.
One more sorrow.
 
To whom do I thank for this
Deliciousness. This meal
I am forced to make.
Forced to eat.
This pattern of existence.
I keep finding myself in.
 
I have no one to blame.
No one to thank.
Just only.
Myself.
 
Do I stay?
Do I run?
Like I’ve always done?
Who do I run from now?
 
When my heart and my head
are still always there,
following close behind.
 
Making the same mistakes.
Enlightening me deeply.
Until I am almost blind.