I am soooooo pulled and don't know what
to do about it. It's interesting how I appear
to be so open, yet when one of my own
goes in a direction that my principals find
unacceptable, all of my openness seems to
shutter down. At what point is one betraying
oneself, and the million dollar question, how
long can one keep the blinders on before
actually betraying everything believed in?
I'm dying here and don't know what to do
about it . . . perhaps 'tis the actual birth of
depression and anxiety?!
my sorrow filled soul
tis the birth of death itself
seek forever rest
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