i know it's my fault, as it often is- that i am the way i am.
i chose this. i chose survival, i chose to be free, i chose to do what i please, i chose to be the guardian.
the only cost is to share. maybe all the troubles i've endured would've been avoided if i was just a crumb more generous. maybe.
cramming the broken into one little body and expecting anything less than disaster is a bit of a stretch though.
it was MY body, it was mine. it was my love to give. those were my stories to share. those were my experiences to have.
but no. you just cant help yourselves, can you?
it's always you who seeks forgiveness in martyrdom. you who rips the wings from your own back to turn the feathers into quills, so you can write novels about how much you wish for freedom. "you will never be pure again" yet you feel its better for others to take from you til not even the maggots have anything left to feast on than to accept that there's care for you that you think isn't deserved. you'd have me dead before you accept forgiveness.
it's always you who never self disciplines. you who never stays satiated for too long cause all you know how to do is take and take and take. you who's so proud, so above everyone and everything else, it's all just your playground yeah? are you finally happy? do the ashes from all the bridges you've burned twinkle like freshly fallen snow? will you still have warmth when there's nothing else to cinder? will the echoes of your laughter keep you company in the deafening quiet?
it's always you who is needing. you who serves no purpose, but still you want for people, like some clingy dog, people to finally understand something like you. you who sees glorious sunlight and cant help but fly toward it, as if you're deserving, as if there's anything you can put your trust in besides yourself. as if there is any home left for you. i suppose nature will take its course on the hopeful.
it's always you who is distant. you who's in love with passion yet flee when it's pointed your way. you who is so disgusted by the idea of being wanted. is it fear? that after all this time, after the coldness from the abyss you damned yourself to took all the warmth from your heart, that there is now something new to lose? that there is now something that stirs those shriveling little feelings you swore you had stomped out? that it only takes a gentle touch for those walls to be laid to waste? for you to be so vulnerable? so weak? so easy? "not again" right? must be a trick? there's gotta be a catch, right? "nothing in life is freely given"? is the thought of finally feeling safe with another too gracious of a gift for someone like you? "Surely, surely." and yet another opportunity slips through your claws like the beach's sand. it's better this way, safer.
always this, always that..
you give too much of me away. you take too much for anyone to stay. you trust too much til i get hurt. you hurt too much for me to trust myself.
just for once, i just want to enjoy a life i never got to live. for once i want to wish for anything other than to be laid back in those forests roots. to wish for anything other than the peaceful decay i've denied myself, so that you all could have a chance at a life NONE of you seem to even care for.
gods. what could i have been if i didn't do it? could i have been lovable? tolerable at least? would i have loved creating instead of cursing everything i touch and make to dirt and soot? would there be a moment i look into a mirror and see someone i could be proud of? or recognize? could the warmth finally reach me?
i'd want it to, even if it burns. i'm so cold. i feel so fucking cold i feel nothing nothing always nothing there's nothing left cause you all keep fucking taking every little joy and every little sorrow from me-
just once i want to be seen as real. just once i want my personhood to be respected. just once i want to be something more than the empty doll that preforms. to be more than the mask you all toss when it's not needed. to be more than the shadow specter of this mosaic vessel.
i want to LIVE. i want my LIFE BACK GODFUCKING DAMN YOU-