The problem with words

Is that they don't accept me
Me for me
How do i know good or happy
If I don't know the word to describe my relucatance to describe this world
This world
For all it's ugly hatred and loathing greed
All it's unhinged hunger, uncaring want to prove
What is but an illusion
An illusion of this mind
This mind that shows you pleasure and pain
And gives you unsatisfying thirst for an elixir
In a chalice that doesn't exist
Do you know the word
To tell yourself that you have forgotten
That the only thing that persists is the longing from seperation
And you are so deeply drowned in this darkness that it's harder to see what you remember than just burn in the chariot of fiery dreams
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