He had left me again. I stood for a moment in my hurried torrent and begged him to let me just be. How I felt the microscopic "You should've.." burn right through me.
How many times do I need to be judged by him before he'll let me live my life the way I wish it to? How long before I can live without explaining myself out?
It's time to take my life into my own hands. It's time I didn't give a fuck. It's perhaps time I stopped cowering at his arrogant dissaproval. I sure as hell hope I've the strength to let go.
Correct?
Coz I'm...bloody...FREE.
______
Off I go
To chase my
Clouds,
I'll come back when I
Win
My battles and got
My share
Of all that's happy
And
All that's good.
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Why
Do you read?
What About Me
Parents
Bosco
Us
1 comment:
Hmm...such anger...such pain. But one thing I'd like to say if it won't offend you...try putting yourself in the shoes of the other and then you might see where he is coming from. Simple but not easy. Perhaps he is also trying to do the same but so far has failed to fit in the right way. Who knows? In my case at least I read to try and understand coz in the end understanding is the single most beautiful gift nature has given to humans.
Hope your clouds were there long enough to rain on your crop...but that is the problem with clouds...you chase and finally try to hold them but they melt like ice in your hands...and my apologies if I've rambled...somewhere I've picked up this bad habit!
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