Dig Deeper

You told me to "dig deeper", I told you "I couldn't". You said "thats the only way to know yourself" So I admitted I couldn't. You said "it would help" And I replied with "i'm scared". You assured me I would be ok, But how do I say it was me I feared? You told me "The difficulties of ourselves help us realize our beauty", And I said I agree, But are the scars in my veins still considered pretty, Especially in our present standard of beauty? "Dig Deeper" you repeated. And so defeated I retreated into my subconscious, To try and understand your logic. I tried to bypass all the obvious To look away from the given and find the hidden. So, of course, I dug deeper into oblivion. Which, I should say, I found to be in complete paradox to my fear of the unknown. Yes, I fear the unknown. Amongst other things, Like the emptiness that ignorance brings. Because for me ignorance is no bliss. But like you asked I dug deeper. Despite my fear of what I would find And how scared I was of what was hiding in my mind. Yet pushing that aside I began mining in my gold mine. Then out of no where I struck gold. And everything began to unfold. I became a phoenix in my subliminal. So graceful, I felt almost Invincible. It was almost comical. Why couldn't I be this renewed in the physical? So are you happy? Did I complete the task? I mean I think I did what you asked, But then again what you asked was an almost impossible task. Yet I dug deeper and uncovered what was under my mask.