Confrontation
Shame & guilt had infiltrated the brain
The man in the mirror was going insane
Life is suffering, that's what Viktor Frankl said
Vividly remember being alive but feeling dead
Unaware, unconscious, of my deceitful ways
Temptation was my coach, I knew all the plays
Confessing my flaws and fallible nature
Admitting I’m weak, committing to the labor
Humble existence through my new reality
Confidence grew because of vulnerability
The ego dissolves through the confrontation
Peace manifested through self-analyzation
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