May 12, 2013 23:31
Every day you find a different reason for me to not do something.
...not be something.
......not say something.
........not feel something.
...........not wear something.
..............not read something.
.................not paint something.
....................not write something.
So, while you decide on how to dismantle me, I am reeling up my figurative ammunition.
You don't need to listen.
I don't need to speak.
Your intention is to hurt,
mixing weapons with critique.
scapegoat,
personal,
family