Loneliness, aloofness,
Isolation.
Reclusive, seclusive.
Call it whatever you want.
But shut the noise.
Look within.
Dig a deep, deep well.
And take the plunge.
Scrape your own walls
In the darkness.
Eat dirt.
Smell the stink.
But keep going.
There’ll be nails.
Broken glass.
Rat traps. Blades.
Broken condoms.
Failed relationships.
Mirages of money.
Cheap desires.
Overpriced temptations.
Your guilt gleams till
You're scared and
Confused, but you gotta
Get past that to
Keep going.
You may see hints of
Light somewhere,
Don’t budge to its lure.
Don’t fall for its appeal.
For this is not a tunnel.
You are here to
Search for a spark.
You're in search of
A fire within.
So keep going and
Go deeper, till you can
Light a bonfire.
Don’t worry about
The smoke.
The spectators never
Understand the fire.
Let them cough,
Let them curse-
They’ll call it madness
Before they call it
Awakening.
And only when you burn
Enough within you
Can really see how-
Silence isn’t absence,
It’s arrival.