The poison...
I always thought it would be me who allowed the poison to seep into my veins, succumbing to the viciousness of others left behind. Through my tests I remained strong and unyielding. What a surprise to have my mighty beloved fold in paralyzed fear. After weeks of holding them off, fighting for our love in his absence... he steps back in to the world, sees the battle and turns away. He turns away. He didn't come to me and silence them with one look into my eyes and my heart. He allowed his own demons to haunt him. And in so doing, he left me to the fight. Sadly, the moment he turned around, the vicious creatures disappeared from my doorstep and quietly followed him. I want to help him so badly. But I can not. It isn't my battle because he has turned away. My heart is bleeding.
posted by Papermoon, Cardboard Sky at 11/20/2004 09:42:00 AM
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I just saw your comment in my blog 'voices in the temple'. Yes, maybe you are May. I know she's part of me, too. Even if my greatest desire is to embrace everything in acceptance and love, I'm still running from many things. And I feel that the only way to get rid of fear, is to embarce it, too. Stop judging myself. And don't let go.
Because May is a wild animal. And no one will tame her.
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I wonder why we live with these poisons inside us and accept them? I wonder why we sometimes poison those we're supposed to love? I guess that poison always come from somewhere. There is a source to every poison. I guess that source is fear.
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I have a picture of May in my mind. I always had a picture of her. I wonder if you look like her.
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