132. Stubborn

I'd take two steps forward,

Only to tread two steps back.

I'd course correct to be right,

Only to find I'm on a roundabout.

I was being chased by Karma,

Tying me down to the Dharma.

I'd bash my head against the wall.

My track continued on repeat.

I was blinded of seeing blood fall

I needed to find my retreat.

I fell into being a coward,

Bathing in all the lack.

I gave up the fight.

This is how I got out.