No feeling

I’m cold as ice,
as I try to touch memories

Beneath my feet,
scattered shards of glass
I’m looking through
a thousand different eyes

What I hoped for –
a definite solution –
fades away along with illusion

And I am left
With no sense of self

No burdens, no past, no feelings

Just consciousness,
just light,
just being

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