Level Realization
Suffering is often writ of, tis something I know well
All pain is different in ways, alike in as many others
To suffer breeds experience, breeds knowledge, breeds growth
Explained away as “I’m okay”, inside the child crying
Day by day, though strong, my heart is slowly dying.
Callousness battles empathy, struggles as real as life
Stock life reality is death, I need a better playground
Life move, drones saunter on, oblivious to the real
Pity not, different levels don’t mix, stop attempting force
Hitchhiker 