All that is left

Sometimes all that is left is sadness

A profound and deep grief

As enormous as an ocean

Full of all the longing and devotion

I gave to things that could not return

The same to me

I grew so tired of trying

And its hard to know now

Who is telling the truth

And who is lying or just acting out of fear

And when guidance comes

And I am told to read

Meditation 116

And it speaks of the sadness we must not avoid

On the way to learning

Facing all the mistakes we make

And understanding all the times

We were abandoned

Or abandoned ourselves

I realise why it is I cry

So often now

And yet sometimes I find myself home

All alone

With no one else within this radius

And as I read the words

She lives inside herself

So much makes sense

For where else does the world push us

When it fails to see us as we are

When no witness appears

To mirror truths

We know deep inside

But back within ourselves

Back within the vast ocean

That we only pretend for so long

We have ever ever truly escaped