Pains are not the purpose
Nor will they end
By cutting the arm
Or eyes
Which bleed
It is the sensation
Of being there
When one needs no curtains
No doors
No assurance
And no balance
To weigh
What was equated
With what
Heal your ego
Feed your ego
Let it swallow
All the pain
Lest
One forgets
Pain is not the purpose
Pain can only
Be a tunnel
To pass through
Before light liberates
The joyful
Feeling of being there