Oct 12, 2006 22:36
If you all truly wish to bite me when my back is turned, then by all means,
do?
Or step into my shoes-
No, don't try. I doubt they'll fit.
As I slowly bring yet another life to a grinding halt with my impenetrable callousness,
My inconsistency, my indecision- (Hamlet's tragic flaw! At least my worst qualities can be likened to Shakespearan tragi-heros.
At least my procrastination, and insatiable urge to please can fall into an epic, if not darkened light.)
As I destroy these hearts I burn myself at the stake with my own flickering red-orange shame and self loathing.
There is no light I stand in that will not cast my shadow plainly against the wall,
as fast as I may seem to move, my shadow follows me, and I watch it as does everyone else.
But to spend a life scraping your own skin raw in broad daylight
(just so others acknowledge you will peel your own flesh when you should, your remorse a testimony to the blood and bone beneath, just like any other)
to spend a life watching every misstep in endless loop
would be a life wasted
Again, if you need to put my flaws into the spotlight, by all means
do?
If it helps you to sleep, thinking I am indestructable, by all means,
do.
Because really, aren't I?