Something I write that helped me to see I needed to move into the present from an ugly space
November 8, 2011
Conflicted,
Afflicted by the
Burden of choice.
Blessed with love,
Left overwhelmed.
My life is both
Love and Nonsense.
Aloud my voice sure.
Inside the
Havoc of confusion.
Confident and clumsy
graceful and yet
cowardly.
Bi-minded and mindful,
Asleep, awake.
I am...evloved,
devolved, revolved.
Growing,
I shrink each time.
Forgive me,
I forget to.
But never cease to
Try.
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