frail…
hanging on by a thread
[strong, quiet, red]
yet barely attached, and reflections
of the past cause envy in the present
soaking and swimming in thoughts
[to prove that i'm not worthy of this task before me]
as if you didn’t already know
fear of their expectations
my slavery to them
actually hold some value
disappointed me, you
but hidden behind a wall of enamel
i’m still protected from their knowledge of the truth
not yours, mine
ends justifying the means
presumably
at least at this juncture
and here
i wait.
Related posts:
after reading this a fifth time,
i long to know the antecedents corresponding to those pronouns.
but i imagine that would at least partially miss the point.
I found your through Necessary Therapy’s blog…your have a wonderful site here, I’ll be back often. Read your article in Relevant and can’t relate to the specifics but have been in SLA recovery for a while so I do relate to parts of it.