It's true happiness we seek

Now I understand,
but I'll never let you know.
There were flags left in plain sight.
Looking back at subconscious cries for help.
You never wanted to see,
what was slowly killing me.
In the end it's actually great.

I'm happy there was a hand feeding...
but not one reaching.
For I will cease to be a fool.
It is important to understand
the weakness of the lowliest of beings,
because they really aren't.
"Oh, how convenient", they say,
"for the surrounding ones to pay".
Does anyone care about your day?

An understanding only in the slight,I must admit...
because I also over-stand it.
It's a gem, not a scar...
because I will always be,
aware & perceptive,
to this place I shall forever know,
still, move on I must go.
Always here I will be,
for you, because these eyes can see.

No, a gatekeeper I am not,
but when needed there will always be,
this hand to keep you free...
as the other is used to climb this tree.
When you learn of ignorance,
from angry thoughts please be free,
for there is a set time you will be.

Learn to rise from the ashes,
and be warm to those who's own pain they swallow,
thinking that at you they throw.
For their bumpy path you will never really know.
No, don't lash out...
for if you're kind to them, you'll grow.

To act without malice
is not to be soft,
feed thy wrath to be lost.
A rope, if lucky
to you great wisdom will be tossed.
These objects and things you cherish
tease you into confusion.
That they matter,
it's an illusion.

The others should be led to know,
you will reap happiness,
if kindness is what you sow.