Learn to Live

what does this life hold for us ? are we merely strangers in this world riding the same bus ? do we stagger through the night with pain and pleasure mixed just right ? which wins when we confront our true self the sheep we have been taught to be or the beast inside we have held on a shelf? each has it's place the sheep and the beast the sheep is the meal, the beast leaves bones at the feast. we stride through this world all alone never truer than when we pass through the portal to our new home, lonesome isn't a feeling we should dread as long as we feel we are alive not numb or dead . so let the beast go and refuse that deep sleep