This mind, I find, is
exasperated, manipulated, by two recurring thoughts;
One, I see, is
accepting me, for all of who I am.
Two, I know, brings
me low, admitting there is an error of self.
Regarded here, I
begin to fear, that the person I know is flawed;
This being, this
heart, is good and true, my intentions are of the utmost good;
But where I fall is
when I stall, and cease to react to the longings of the heart.
Forced now again, to
where I’ve been, perpetuating a myth that isn’t me;
At that time, I come
to find, to accept, that there must be another way.
The truth I have, the
lie I see, bearing down in front of me.
The challenge now, is
accepting how I can lead this life once more.
11/14/08, MR
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