the ground scalded the soles of my feet

the months had worn my clothes down

until they were specks

insignificant dust

nothing of use

my head felt funny

thoughts jumbled into oblivion

i could barely remember

why i had gone on this journey

why was i here?

what was it like,

tell me

a world without pain

was there a remedy

to this cycle?

it had seemed easy

at first

to be without love

to let go

of the mundane

it was easy

to be born

yes

that,

it was