In four days, it will have been a year.
My own mind finds comfort within itself. Are people the source of all problems? In content shadows of apathy, I am reminded not to trust. I am reminded that there is no one to trust.
And yet, I want to be trusted. I want to trust.
On both roads, there is betrayal. Paths of betrayal lead to hate.
I had a dream about a white fawn. In attempts to show off this gift, I had to get around those who wanted to protect it. What path leads to forgiveness? What leads to the motivation and desire for difference?
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