Society’s love and
I’m the busted eye of
I’ve gone against their common law
Tradition’s normal bold withdrawn
I will not follow and I cannot lead
The wasted gray of two extremes
I am caught outside this…thing
And plead with vows I cannot keep
In prayers I say and may not mean
To this one god I may not need
From night where I exist
Sighting each shadows new black tints
I see where I have lost
Spread, dirtied and tame
Truth, more than a bit removed
It’s my ending they’ve changed
I told them Friday would be my last day.
I have been miserable for too long. Yes, something I’m responsible for- beyond this little job and the year this has been. As right as I believe I am in the decision for all that’s happened, it will be a while if at all I forgive myself.
Thinking about my life just hurts.
“I need not to need.
Or else a love with intuition;
Someone who reaches out to my weakness
And won’t let go.”
– Lyrics from The Tower by Vienna Teng