I Am Not My Mistakes

I am not my mistakes
For I don't pretend or mask
Comfort can't be achieved in illusion
Allow the reality to speak to you
Let alone the phantom of the mind

In the junction of life I stand
Where the drawing truth surprisingly attacks me
There is no shame in my sufferings
Or healing in silence
Grant life as it is

Yet, I stand
Beaten by harsh reality
Enslaved by enemies and hostility
Tormented by guilty consciousness
Withering deep into myself
Dying apparently but slowly

I stand
But I am no duplicate, I am myself
Through mistakes, I unearth self-realization
To predict, I am not evil
So, I am not my mistakes.

- Nirmohi