Being pulled in so many directions, my energy is distorted.
All I want is regeneration... revivification, and I know that I will never get it if I stay in the line of fire... and., I am, in-the-line of fire.
Memories. Expectations. Dependence. These are my other names. No, I don't have beautiful names like the Greats. Mine are reminders of how low I am.
It's hard to say no. It's hard to have friendships with party tanks. Life sucks, but there's another side to it, one that I'm trying to reach... and can... and will. I do need to be great, but I don't need to be in the company of evil, uncaring, selfish, destructive, egotistical, hateful psychopaths. I need to be great and good.
I am strong. I am blessed. Aren't we all that want to be..?
Good Night
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