Transmuting Pain: A Brand New View

Breathe in
Breathe out
Look up
Dig down

I just keep repeating
these manufactured mantras
as I balk against
isolation's onset

Severing connections
I'm without direction
But I'd rather be alone
than in the grips of deception

I'm seeing the shadows
on the walls of this cave
Once reality seeps in
I'll never be the same

I know the strength
of accepting painful truths
As I smash through the wall of self-deceit
I hear "she doesn't love you"

I transmute the pain
Into something of use
I step through the breach
smile, and enjoy the view