What is this?
So suddenly appearing, as if
a plug was pulled.
What is this?
Bliss?

There is pain-
There is difficulty-
There is loneliness-
But it's alright.

There is love-
There is fear-
There is bitter resentment.

I am confused. What is this?

Why can I smile?
Why do I love my pain, my past, my trials?

They love me.
They love me-
And no one can see.

I fall, fall, fall-
again.
I raise my head and smile,
Thank you.

Bliss, huh?
It's a strange thing.