05/18/2023
Freedom of choice is the cause to my lashing out at the very freedom that the construct subsumes within the being of my soul.
I forgive myself for the misgivings I have received; laid before me as my eyes began opening to close.
But when do I suffer enough from the struggle of pretense verses myself? ‘Never’, may be the answer.
The battle of nothingness and forever seems the only plausible explanation for the suffering I endure; but how beautiful the story and the tales of mystery.
Forgive my indulgence in writing without the character of form given to man by the struggle of the ever after.
Dear God, I will always love, I am.