Woe as me, I’m want to say, reluctant to say…maybe ashamed to say.
Struggle surprises me again, and again, again I say, feel, reluctant woe.
A long time now, it’s stuck around a long time now,
Trying new things and old things and anything to stunt the woe, I say it and strive to live it,
Grateful, gratitude, continuing to learn, continuing to burn through the struggle and difficulty,
To the other side, to the lighted side, burn through to the True Burn, woe burned away,
Then left only light, and lifted spirit, and certainty that I lived it well, my life, not woe, instead won,
One single soul in the universe finding his way.